i was able to get chaeli just before 1pm, today, and head home.
unfortunately, we've all got a head cold. but i count ourselves fortunate given all the horrible flu viruses making others in a much worse state then us. i'll take the sniffles over any of the other ailments anyday!
so it's just chaeli and i. we're about to head upstairs and get under the covers, while watching a bunch of dvd's. she picked that will smith sharks tale flick to start with. don't know why she loves that movie so much...
doug will be home for dinner and then it's an extra-early night for chaeli since she didn't fall asleep as early as i hoped last night. i'm letting her miss nap so she can get to bed early tonight.
as usual, we will wait for her to be in deep sleep before we move all the presents down to the living room and under the tree... and stuff the stockings to the brim!
then i'm going to go back to bed, put on 'love actually' (my personal ritual on christmas eve) and hopefully get more then several hours of good, solid sleep.
merry christmas, everyone!
an email i wrote to ada this morning:
so last night, i dreamt that hoa and you split up. i was very upset. i tried to talk some sense into him but without any luck.
after learning that you guys were splitting, helen puts out the message that SHE's interested in hoa. i told this to hoa adding, "can you believe that? i mean, that's just crazy!"
then hoa said, "helen? really? hmmm...."
"you can't be serious!"
"what?"
"you're actually considering dating her?"
"yeah... i think i'll ask her out."
"hoa, you can NOT do that!"
"why not?"
"because! it's wrong! how can you do this to ada. if you do this, i can't be your friend anymore!"
"well... i'm sorry, shireen. but this is what i want to do."
and then i was thinking, WAAAAH i lost hoa as a friend!
i was all crying and weepy.
then you and helen have a talk and you came to me to say, "it's okay, shireen. i'm totally fine with hoa asking helen out."
and i was all, what? what the hell is going on? why is everything so upside down?
more crying and weeping.
then i find myself being bella from twilight but dating troy from high school musical. and we were coming out to the school that we were dating (like in the twilight movie - shocking everyone) but we did it in sort of a musical number style on stage in the cafeteria.
that 2nd part was probably a different dream.
shy.
May you find joy in the little things around you.
I wish all my Vox friends and acquaintances all the happiness and comfort that could possibly come to you, whether it be in family, feasting, furry friends, or a simple mug of hot chocolate or the smell of pine boughs.
Love to you all,
Laurie
christmas is just three days away. it's unbelievable how time has flown. these past three months have been like a blur.
what have we been up to to make time go so fast?
well, in the past few weeks:
as noted previously, the first saturday of the month, we found ourselves at what is fast becoming the annual christmas party for our friends. steve and cor hosted the deep fried turkey and kid's secret santa exchange at their place. as usually - yummy food and great memories.
the weekend after, we went to see stuart mclean's christmas show. for those of you unfamiliar with this author, i suggest you give him a go. the first book i ever read of his was vinyl cafe: unplugged. both sweet and funny. he doesn't write novels, really. more like short stories. but the short story centres around one family - dave, morley, sam, stephanie and arthur, the dog. as well as some neighbours that seem to cross paths with dave and morley's family quite a bit. his earlier work seemed a bit rough so i would probably not start off with his first couple of publications.
anyway, the concert was a hit. he brought the house down with a story from his most recent book, "extreme vinyl cafe." he also featured two canadian musicians. one whom i really liked by the name of matt anderson, who has a booming voice. anderson did probably the best 'holy night' i've ever heard.
this past friday night, i threw my best friend, ada, a surprise party, congratulating her on obtaining her ph D. she thought i was throwing a christmas party with just her friends but had no clue that i had also invited two of her cousins (and their respective spouses and kids), her parents, her younger brother and her best friend from dragon boating.
when she walked in and saw what we had done, she actually had to walk back out, turn to her husband and ask in complete shock, "hoa... do you know what's going on? what's going on? what's happening?"
awesome! i was stressed that she would find out and it's been difficult because i had been seeing her every weekend since the last weekend of november. i was so worried i'd let something slip.
anyway, the party was great. i haven't hosted such a large event (24 adults and 12 kids) in such a long time (not including chaeli's birthday parties held at indoor playgrounds where we get a host or two to do a lot of the leg work) that i found myself a bit lost in what to do. and planning a party for an adult is so very different, in my opinion, from throwing a party for a preschooler. and the last time i threw such a party mainly for an adult (or adults) was back several years back - the 2000 new years party and the jack and jill for ada/hoa. i've had bbq gatherings and potlucks since then, but those were of a smaller group.
so yes - i found myself quite nervous.
i think it went well, though. everyone seemed to have a good time. i tried to keep it casual - nothing too fancy. it was meant to just be a nice, intimate and cozy gathering.
the next day, the saturday, doug, chaeli and i went downtown by subway to watch disney on ice.
we've seen this one before two years ago - the princess classics. but even the 2nd time around, it was good. in fact, it was better. we bought better seats - a section better which ended up being only $39 ea. and 12 rows from the rink. not bad, considering the first 3 rows right at the rink are $80 ea.
afterwards, we went right back uptown and stopped at a small japanese restaurant for some really good, quality food for a very decent price.
chaeli was so tired. she hardly slepted the night before and because the show was at 3pm, she missed her nap. by the end of our meal, her eyes were almost half shut. but it was some of her favourite food and she was hungry. so she forced herself to stay awake just to eat as much as she could.
by the time we drove underground into our parking lot, she was out.
she slept almost 14 hours that night.
so i'm calling her "eddie" since she stares at me like the jack russell from fraser - as mentioned in the previous post.
today, she picked the cardio machine next to me again. and yes, she proceeded to talk to me.
i purposely moved the mp3 player that was clipped on to my shirt and turned the volume up, hoping that she'd get the hint that my music was too loud for me to hear her. and though she does not look my way the entire time, she did turn to stare at me at least several times. each time, holding her gaze for what felt like 10 seconds or there around.
do you know how long 10 seconds is? or even 8 seconds? count it out - with a mississippi inbetween.
yeah - that's right. LONG.
i could tell she was doing this as a way to try and catch my own eyes should i turn even a millimeter towards her direction in order to 'flag me down' so to speak.
and yes, she did try to talk to me - quite loudly i might add - on a few occassions. i know because inbetween song tracks, i actually heard her. not enough to know exactly what she was talking about, but enough to know that she was talking to me.
what was worse this time was that she started to watch the timer on my machine more and more near the end. i was thinking to myself, "oh. my. god. is she watching it so she can try to talk to me at the end of my workout?"
sure enough, just as i started to wipe down my cardio machine with my towel, she tried to get my attention again.
i didn't really know what to do because by this point, she wasn't just annoying me, but was creeping me out. so i did the only thing i could do - jump off, do the quickest 180 spin on my heels and march off while still plugged into my tunes.
i also showered and dressed quickly in fear of her catching me in the women's locker room. or worse yet, waiting for me at the entrance of the gym!
It's been a long time since I blogged here. Been a long time since I blogged anywhere, really, but when I've blogged it's been over at my blogger.com site rather than here. Here might become where I focus my attentions on artificial colors, eating naturally, and healthier eating. We'll see. Anyway ...
There is a reason for my return. Those of you that have read my blog over the years might remember M's allergy to Red 40. Well, we just discovered a new one and promptly put it on the list. I thought I'd blog about it here just to raise awareness about it. The apparent new red dye du jour is Red 7. Hadn't seen it before until we were reading labels on Children's Chewable Tylenol, as M is wanting to get away from the dye-free drinkable stuff and take medicine "like a big girl". So, we looked at the label, it said Red 7 instead of Red 40, so we thought we'd give it a try.
The first dose, a week or so ago, seemed to go without incident. This weekend, however, she had two doses at grandma's because she's got a new tooth coming in and add to that a headache from a stuffy head. Both doses resulted in a really mean, nasty case of hives all over her face and ears and neck. Mean, red, puffy rash. My mom thought it might have been from M playing around the artificial Xmas tree with the cats, because she wasn't thinking of the medicine and couldn't pin it onto anything she might have eaten (my folks are great about watching out for her Red 40 allergy). She had another dose before coming home, and the rash really exploded when she got to our place, and it was while we were talking about it that mom remembered the Tylenol. There is no doubt that's what it is, as the hives came with a vengeance about 45 mins after taking the Tylenol.
I'm so pissed about this, so very very frustrated. And M's not at all happy about it either, because for one it means she's got to go back to "kiddy" dye free liquid medicine, and for another it means that there's one more thing we need to look out for and that she can't have. It's certainly served as a reminder to all of us, and has renewed my determination to be as all natural as possible, despite how hard it is.
At our Christmas party for the members of our organization last week, I was talking to a member from Montreal, and she had a drink in her hand but I didn't. She asked where was my drink and could she get me one. I said I didn't drink, so she asked, "What are your vices?" I said "Chocolate, for one." So she said, "I'll send you some chocolate next week."
Today, this came. It's about two feet by 18 inches:
It's the Ultimate Collection from Godiva, sent by the member, grateful for our services, for the whole staff (of 16) to enjoy.
Here's the description:
One glance at the sheer span of this impressive gift box and you know you’re onto something grand. Unprecedented in size and unmatched in scope, our Ultimate Collection is a new way to lavish the VIPs on your holiday list with a luxurious chocolate experience like no other. All told, 36 assorted chocolates, 20 assorted signature truffles, and 23 assorted biscuits are included. Large enough for full-scale holiday entertaining. 79 pcs. (2 lbs., 1.45 oz.)
And we polished it off, in one day.
awhile ago, i ranted about the weird lady that was very persistent in getting my attention even while i was plugged into my tunes and clearly ignoring her.
that wasn't the last time she's tried to get my attention. there's been several occassions where she'll find a cardio machine next to mine and start talking. i can't hear her, but i can see her lips move from my peripheral view. most times, she doesn't talk. but she keeps on turning to look at me, waiting for an in... you know, that moment where i'll turn slightly towards her direction so she can get my attention.
good god. i feel like i have my very own 'eddie' at the gym - you know, that jack russell that keeps on staring at fraser.
and what the hell is up with all this jack russell symbolism in my life? is this some universal way of mocking me???
anyway... today, she caught me in the women's locker room just as i was getting ready to go to my thursday bodypump class. she's so weird. she just comes up and starts talking to me as if we were already in the middle of a conversation.
so the gist of it is - she's noticed that i lost weight and wants to know how i did it.
i size her up and decide to tell her that most of my recent success has been from bodypump. judging by what little i know of her, i had a gutt feeling that she would follow me into this class. and judging by anything i was able to piece together, the class would scare her away.
and so, like a good little stalker, she came to class.
when she got there, she started to say that she has done this class now that she thinks about it. and that it had caused her injuries.
and no, i don't understand why she continued to step up for the class without at least talking to the instuctor first about her past injuries with the class. but she went ahead anyway.
i'll admit, i checked to see her form throughout the class and as i suspected, she did not come close to the correct form in ANY of the exercises that we did. i know the instructor, without wanting to shine the spotlight on her, was trying her very best to speak to the entire class on the proper form in hopes that she would listen. but she did not. and not only was her form off, it was probably the most WAY off form i've ever seen done - in bodypump or anywhere else. she was doing things with that bar that i have never seen before. and anytime she squated or lunged, her knee went WAY past her toes.
all i could think was, "and THAT's why she kept on injuring herself."
as usual, i had to leave before the abs and stretch in order for me to have time to shower, change and go back to work. i didn't stick around but i had a feeling she was looking for me afterwards.
we shall see if she returns next week or not.
WEIRD!
i've been busy.
and it's been fun stuff but the one thing i'm missing is having down time. i mean, the christmas tree and all the other decorations are up, but i haven't had the time to be able to enjoy it. i would love a full weekend where we have ample opportunity to sit in our living room, listening to christmas tunes and do some craft together. or read. or play board games.
this sunday might give us that opportunity, as will christmas eve. but that is all.
and i'll take that over nothing.
i was just talking to my girlfriend about christmas eve and christmas day. and how it's managed with extended family, as well as our immediate family.
we both agreed that we need at portion of time to be with just the husband and our kids - to set aside at least christmas eve and/or christmas morning for us to build our own annual traditions.
it's not always easy though - family politics can come into play. for example - if you come from two large familes (or worse, if your side and his side are like oil and water), how do you decide on how to split it up AND reserve that special time for just your nuclear family?
my in-laws do not live in the same city as us but if they did, both sides are small enough to have christmas dinner together. and i would have no problem having them over late in the morning to open presents with chaeli. but i would still want christmas eve pretty much to ourselves. a drop by from a friend is no big deal, so long as we get to stay where we are. at home.
so i want to hear from those out there - how do you do it? what's your idea christmas?
note: to all those replying, it seems as though people think that i'm having family politics over the holidays and i just want to clarify, that i'm not. but i notice it's common amongst a lot of people i know. :)
It's supposed to be a good idea to travel with copies of your ID and important papers (like the picture page of your passport) so that if your wallet or purse gets lost or stolen while you're away, you have the numbers of all the ID you lost, for easier replacement. And, of course, you put these in a separate place from your real ID.
But if I stick these copies in my suitcase, then my suitcase goes astray, then whoever winds up with my suitcase has all the info from my ID and could steal my identity. Is that a good idea?
Thoughts?
