Lost in Vancouver

A thirty something single woman pretending to be a grown up... Mary Richards with liquor and attitude. Hell, I might just make it after all.

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Location: Vancouver, Canada

Saturday, May 31, 2003

Feelin' better

The last few days have pretty much sucked big as far as health goes. My cold has of course turned into bronchitis. It always happens but it still pisses me off every time. I'd probably get better faster if I took better care of myself, but the life of a social butterfly is one of sacrifice I suppose {grin}.

Went shopping with mom and did wind up getting her some great shoes for the wedding. It's a good thing I went because she would never have picked them out on her own. I managed to pick up a great pair of red leather slides with a big butterfly on the vamp... every girl needs red shoes with butterflies... no? Afterwards we headed down to B's restaurant for dinner and my folks were suitably impressed with his cooking prowess. As well they should be - he's brilliant.

Afterwards the folks headed back into the burbs and I hooked up with B once he got off of work. Once again wound up at Mahoney's for drinks and then off to the Railway until way to late for a school nite. Hmmm... I wonder why I can't seem to kick this sick thing? B got off early last nite and brought over sushi and wine and we watched a movie and crashed early. Actually his head was nodding through most of the movie so I finally convinced him to get his ass into bed and I watched the rest of the movie by myself.

Today I'm gonna do some banking and shopping and then hang in around the tv and watch another movie. Hopefully a relatively quiet nite at home will do me some good and help get rid of this damn bronchial thing.

Also have some more pictures that I'm going to go through and may be posting some later.

Ta ta honeys!

Thursday, May 29, 2003

Insert witty heading here

Okay, I'll admit it... its not allergies. I've been kidding myself for a while now, but it's time to accept it...I'm sick.

I'm not good when I'm sick... actually I'm pretty grumpy and pathetic and this time is no different. I'm back at work today, but I really don't want to be. I want to be at home in bed sleeping or watching bad television while someone brings me juice and cold medicine.

B came by last nite to see how I was feeling, which was nice, but tonite I'm on my own. After I help my mother pick out shoes to wear to the wedding. She's a grown woman... you think she could manage this without me so that I could get some rest? Nope, she is incapable of making a decision as monumental as which shoes to where with her floor length dress. Shoes that will barely be seen. Shoes that no one is going to notice, let alone remember.

See... what did I tell you? I'm grouchy when I'm sick. I don't think that I have anything interesting or exciting or nice to say, so I'm gonna say b'bye.

Not missing...

Just sick.

Have been sleeping for the last day and a half. Semi functional now and will try to post something later. Sniff, cough, sneeze, hack.

Monday, May 26, 2003

Can you guess what else I did on Saturday?

Sunday, May 25, 2003

Another lazy Sunday

Ahh... home... alone.

The last few weeks have been really busy, with insane house guests, too much partying and some very, very late nights, so I am incredibly pleased to say that today I am spending time alone with a few movies and my laptop. I've borrowed The Matrix from the parents and am going to get back up to speed on that tonite. Also plan on watching Amelie if I don't fall asleep too early.

We didn't wind up playing pool Friday night, rather we found ourselves at the Railway Club. I love the Railway, but it is a small venue and it gets absolutely packed some nights. Friday was one of those nights and I found myself fighting to get anywhere, including the bathroom, which is bad after a million beers.

I've often wondered what it is about the atmosphere in pub/club bathrooms that makes everyone suddenly your long lost friend. I don't know if the same phenomena occurs in the men's room, but if you watch the women exiting the ladies, they're chatting and giggling like they've known each other forever. When I finally returned to the guys at our table, I had the address of a new boutique that I was told I simply must check out, found out where to get the adorable strappy sandals I had been looking for, and had been invited to come and meet "the perfect guy for you". How does someone know me well enough after 3 minutes in the loo to know who is perfect for me? The correct response is that of course they don't, but that brief bonding moment makes people feel like they know you very well.

Needless to say the boys were quite amused by this and even paused in their discussion of Angelina vs Pam (please... like there is any question!) to try to guess which guy at the bar was the supposed "perfect" one. Even B got a chuckle which pleased me... at least I know he's not the jealous type.

Eventually the excessive crowd and the beer took it's toll and we left in search of fresh air and food. After finally eating - 3 am is a very bad time for dinner - we all wound up hanging out and yapping until about 5. Needless to say I was not exactly perky while shopping with mom on Saturday.

Ah well, all that is behind me now as relaxation time is here. Actually I think I hear a bubble bath calling me, so I'm off. Later all.

Saturday, May 24, 2003

Trying out the parent's new camera

I really think that I'm going to have to get me one of these new fangled digital camera dealies. I'm just so impressed with the pictures that this thing takes... really I am. I'm gonna post a couple of shots from the garden (my favorite subject) but for now I've taken a very bad picture of me for John.

Yup... after a full day of shopping with mom, that's me in all my glory.

Friday, May 23, 2003

Camera - YAY!

Just got a call from my mother that they finally broke down and bought a digital camera, an ELPH I believe. What does that mean for me you ask? Well, that means that I get to use the camera the 90% of the time that they are not. That makes me happy. Very, very happy. After wedding shopping I will be experimenting with it, so you may see some decent pictures up here yet. Or, maybe not *grin*

Happy Friday!!

It has been a long week, for a short week and I am so very glad that it's Friday. Going to hook up with B tonite, have some beers and play some pool. I haven't played in a while, so I'm looking forward to it.

Going to spend tomorrow with my mom, looking for wedding decorations and stuff. No, I'm not getting married, but in just a few short weeks my baby brother will be walking down the proverbial aisle and I have been recruited to put together the decorations and centerpieces for the reception. With that in mind, tomorrow we are going to go shopping for ribbon, tulle, pearl beads and whatever else we can find at a decent price. Happily there is a wholesaler close by who carries just about everything that I need. The fun (?) part is going to be actually getting everything together, shipping it all to Calgary (where the wedding is being held), unpacking it, hoping nothing is destroyed and then running around like a lunatic, avoiding trampling caterers and putting it all up between the wedding and the reception. Ah well, I only have one brother so its the least that I can do.

Thursday, May 22, 2003

Grey day

... and surprisingly that's about how I'm feeling - not real excited and not real down. I spent a very productive day at work listening to the "Super Seventies" station on Launch. It was a howl... Carly Simon, Eddie Money, Fleetwood Mac, and many, many more. Even the odd shot of my friend Alice. Ah yes... a fine way to spend an afternoon.

This evening I hope to get all of my housework (dusting, dishes, vacuuming, ironing etc) finished so that I don't have to deal with it on my own time (i.e. the weekend). Also, I'm getting together with B tomorrow night and want to make sure that my place is clean when he arrives. Okay that's the real reason.

Anyhoo, I'm off to finish up a couple of little work things and then into the kitchen where I belong! Have a good nite all.

Reasons that rain is good... a primer for living in Vancouver

It keeps the grass and the trees really, really green.

It takes all of the pollen out of the air so that I can breathe again.

It washes all of the seagull poop off of my car.

It makes a great excuse to just stay in and snuggle.

Makes for less tourists on Robson Street.

It makes a great excuse to sit in the pub and drink.

It gives us all something to bitch about, cuz let's face it, everything else here is pretty damn good!

Wednesday, May 21, 2003

Random things I wish I had said


Just because you're thinner than I am and you wouldn't pierce your belly doesn't mean I shouldn't. I don't have the same body image issues that you do.

The fact that I couldn't cook at 19 does not mean I can't cook now.

I have a life and I'm sorry if I'm tired sometimes... it is not done intentionally to piss you off.

No, you do not look 10 years younger than me... actually most people think that you're older than me.

Breast size is not the be all end all of sexual attraction.

Single does not mean irresponsible.

Full time employment does not automatically create wealth... it usually just stops you from being evicted.

Not liking your choice of vehicle does not mean that I hate you... it means that I don't like your car... so what?

Maybe you shouldn't visit any more... you're sucking my will to live.

Tuesday, May 20, 2003

I've decided

...not to write about the nightmare, but instead tell you about the good parts of the weekend. On Saturday, we took the little one down to the Vancouver Aquarium to check out some of the sights. We caught part of the beluga show and the dolphin show, which were pretty cool. Also saw the cutest sea otters floating around on their backs holding hands. Apparently they do this to form a raft to keep them together while they're floating but to me it just looked like they were in love.

It had been years since I'd been to the Aquarium and I was a little surprised at how much the admission charges had gone up, but luckily the little one is just three and gets in for free. The Amazon exhibit is still one of my favorites, despite the incredible humidity, and we actually saw the sloth moving around a bit. Trust me, that's unusual... usually you can just barely catch sight of its fuzzy butt in one of the trees. I really need to start heading down there more often, as it was a nice way to spend the day.

After my guests left Sunday, my friend B came down and we had some wine and watched some movies until the wee hours and then got up Monday morning and watched a couple more. It was a nice way to spend a holiday Monday and I needed the stress relief after the previous night.

Today I'm just happy to have my place all to myself for the first time in a week. I think next time that the Kelowna crew comes for a visit I'm going to be out of town...

The next time

I mention anything about having friends in from out of town, please remind me of this past weekend. Please.

I have never experienced anything quite so awful as I did over the past few days. It is a very long, twisted story, but let's just say that someone close to me expects me to stand by and watch her destroy herself and I don't know what to do about it. I can't even write about it right now as I'm not sure how much detail I want to (or should) get into. Will be back later from home, where I will finally be able to get on line.

Friday, May 16, 2003

Dear Mr Weatherman

Let me begin by saying that I understand that yours is a difficult job, especially in a city surrounded by mountains and water, such as this. I know that fronts can move in without warning and change the weather in a second and I understand that you can't always get it right... really I do.

Now, with that out of the way, I have just a quick question for you: How is it that you not only failed to advise me that it was going to POUR on and off all day, but you also failed to advise me that it was going to HAIL?! Now, if it had only happened once yesterday I might be able to overlook it or had I not been walking to my car jacketless when the rain/hail downpour began I might feel differently, but as I reached my car, soaking wet and feeling like I had been pelted with rocks, I knew it was time for us to have a talk. I no longer have faith in our relationship. While once I looked to you for guidance, now I just find myself suspicious ... the trust has gone. I know that this may be hard for you, but I think it's better for both of us if I simply sever all communications and return to the one who has yet to fail me: looking out the window.

It was fun... take care,

S

Wednesday, May 14, 2003

It's like a b-movie

You have to see the video of the new bipedal Sony robot. Absolutely unbelievable.

Cleaning, cleaning, cleaning

Being the kind person that I am, I have offered my place up to some friends coming in from Kelowna for the long weekend. No, I'm not going away, I'm going to stay down the street with the Divine Miss M. Why you might ask? Well, there are 2 adults and a child (my wonderful god-daughter Tess) coming, and I don't have the space for all of them, plus me, so I decided that it would be easier to open up my place to them, and stay elsewhere for a couple of nights. That means that tonite and tomorrow nite I am dusting, doing dishes, washing floors, cleaning sinks, scrubbing tubs (okay only one tub) etc. It's never bloody ending, but that's okay... I really want to see Tess. I've got some pictures of the last time I saw her around here somewhere... I'll see if I can find one and get it posted. Here she is!

Just got a phone call stating that they might not be coming now as Tess' mommy may have to go into the hospital for some tests. She's trying to have them push back until Monday, but we'll see. I won't know for sure until tomorrow so I still have to clean, clean, clean!!

Ah well, at least then it'll be done.


Tuesday, May 13, 2003

Do you ever feel...

... that you put a lot more into your personal relationships than you get out of them? I've been feeling a little like that lately. Nothing specific has happened recently to encourage these thoughts but more and more I'm feeling like I'm expected to be there 100% for some people, while they respond in kind only when it fits their personal agenda. I'm getting to the point of becoming completely apathetic towards them and that's not how I want to be.

What to do, what to do...

Monday, May 12, 2003

Random stuff

Just got about 6 months worth of pictures developed so figured I'd post a couple here until I manage to put an album together. Quality isn't brilliant but I'm working on it.


Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco.

I took my mom down to San Francisco in November for a little break. We actually had a great time and I really learned a lot about her on that trip. Worth every penny.

From the deck last summer.

Downtown Calgary on Christmas Eve 2002.

Monday Monday

Why is it so darned hard to get it together on Monday? I arrived at work this morning without my lap top or my security pass and have spent most of the day thus far getting my loaner set up so that I can actually access everything that I need to be able access. By the time I'm all set up I'll be ready to go home again!

The weekend was good. Went out to a bar near the parent's place on Saturday night and ran into someone that I used to date years ago and hung with him and his friends for a while. It was really nice seeing him again... and most of his friends as well. We all danced our asses off, drank too much cider and too much sambuca and I was a little tender on Sunday morning. It was a very interesting evening, but I've decided not to write about too much of it here. At least not yet. Suffice it to say that a good time was had, and I stumbled into my parent's place around 3 a.m.

As I mentioned yesterday I did some work in the garden, not the least of which was cutting back the kiwi vine. It gets so huge that it needs to be chopped back 8 to 10 feet every year and it is a massive job. After using one of those pole trimmers for a few hours I was feeling a little sore... or so I thought. This morning I realized that what I thought was pain, was a mere twinge. Today I can't even lift my damn arms up because my shoulders and upper back are so bloody sore. I am truly pathetic.

Sunday, May 11, 2003

Not yet insane

I have survived the weekend with the folks... okay it's not actually over yet, as I am at their place right now. It's actually been a lot of fun. I get to work in the garden, which I love and don't have the opportunity to do at my flat and I managed to take a fair number of pictures as well. Oops... I'm being called which means they've found more work for me to do, so I must nip off. Will supply some details of my decadent Saturday night at the bar (after the folks went to sleep of course) tomorrow.


Friday, May 09, 2003

The weekend

It's Mother's Day this Sunday here in North America, so I will be spending Saturday helping my mom. I'm going to see the dress that she's bought for my brother's wedding and help her find some shoes to go with it. After that, it's over to the folks place for some gardening, followed by a fabulous dinner (cooked by me of course) and finally an evening of chick flicks that will force my dad to leave the room. Will stay for breakfast Sunday morning in order to wish my mom a happy Mother's Day, and then back to the city and relaxation. At least, that's the plan right now.

As much as I love my folks, I find that after a few hours I tend to get a little... um, what's the right word... edgy? Sure, let's go with edgy. Somehow they manage to make me feel like I'm a little kid again, or maybe I make myself feel that way... I'm not sure. I do know that I don't like it all that much, so a full day and a half is going to be tough.

Yes, I know that I'm lucky that my folks are alive and live close enough that I can just pop in. Believe me I know that, but it doesn't change the fact that they start to drive me nuts after a few hours. NUTS! That's the word I was looking for! If I'm not back blogging by Sunday nite call the local mental institution...the extended visit probably did me in.

Hmmm....

Steve was kind enough to point out that with discussions of sucking Canucks, photos and stiff nipples am likely to see some hits. I wonder what would happen if I included hot girl on girl action, all naked coeds and big booties in my writing? Ah well... I guess we'll never know...{giggle}.

Gutted...

Well, the season is over for my Canucks as they lost 4-2 to Minnesota last night. Sigh. Very disappointing, to put it mildly. Of course, as we say every season, there's always next year.

On the upside, the removal of Vancouver from the playoffs will reduce my alcohol intake substantially and free up a great deal of time for things like... I don't know... putting together a damn photo page for the blog!

Thursday, May 08, 2003

Brilliant Company Name


C'mon... ya gotta love it!

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

Way too connected

Can someone please explain to me why this is necessary?

Update: The more I think about this, the more bizarre and disgusting it seems to me. I don't want to touch that keyboard... that's for damn sure!

Tuesday, May 06, 2003

God damn Minnesota!!

What a completely crap game last night. The Canucks SUCKED more than slightly, so now it's back to Minnesota Wednesday nite. So much for finishing them off.

Dinner, on the other hand was great. B is a fabulous cook, which since he does it for a living is to be expected I suppose. Despite the horrors of the game we had a good night and I hope that his insane schedule will allow us to get together again soon.

Going to go home and chill tonight as it appears that my dance card is full this week and I think this is the only night I actually get to stay in. At least until the weekend when once again I plan on being a hermit. If the nice weather holds I may even head down to the park and take some pics.

Ah... only three more days...

Monday, May 05, 2003

It's all about the hockey baby...

In approximately 5 hours 20 minutes, my 'nucks are playing and hopefully eliminating those pesky Minnesotans once and for all. There is huge hype around the game tonight and the police are going to be out in full force to try to control the crowds that will be gathering downtown win or lose. I love it! The only problem I have is that I live downtown and that means that I will have hooting/hollering/screaming/horns/singing etc., outside my window until about 3 am. Ah, the price we pay I suppose.

So, unreliable guy is actually coming over tonite to make me dinner. How great is that? I'll be sitting on my ass, watching the hockey game, drinking a beer and I get to tell him to get his bitch ass back in the kitchen and get me my dinner! Okay, not really, otherwise he might just take his knives and go home and we don't want that, now do we? In any case, it's gonna be fun.

There was something else that I wanted to blog about today, and I can't for the life of me remember what it was... Oh well... couldn't have been important.

Now remember, it's "GO CANUCKS GO!!!"

Saturday, May 03, 2003

The theme for the weekend

...Is relaxation.

I have fully recovered from my foolish Thursday all nighter and have had a wonderfully relaxing weekend thus far. To top it all off, my 'nucks won on Friday night (yes I managed to stay awake for the game) and now lead the best of seven 3-1. What does that mean you say? That means that they can seal it Monday night and advance to the conference finals. That would make this little hockey fan very, very happy.

Back to relaxation. During the week, I'm always running. Running to work, running home, running out to see people, running out to catch the game, running, running, running. On the weekends when I should be social, I hibernate in my home, watch movies, nap, talk on the phone and generally just kick back. I've been told that I do it backwards. Weekdays are for relaxing and weekends are for socializing. I respectfully disagree.

I want to take full advantage of my time off, which I can't do if I'm out partying and then sleeping half the day away. I like to get up early on weekends, enjoy a cuppa and read the paper. I want to be able to have all my housework and laundry done by noon, so that I can have the rest of my day to do whatever the hell I want, even if its just napping.

Of course tomorrow is Monday and the running begins again. I got an email from the nice man who never follows through (see 4/29 post) admitting that he is a work-aholic and apologizing. He has promised that he will come by on Monday (his day off) and we'll have dinner and watch the game. We'll see.

Oh, I finally got a bunch of pics developed and on CD so I may actually try to put together a photo page...depends on how gutsy I am. Most of them involve me slightly (or more than slightly) tipsy, with my hair in disarray, sticking my tongue out at the camera. Not really a pretty picture.

TTFN... off to finish the dishes (washing up for those of you on the other side of the pond) so that I can chill the rest of the day.

Re-engaging my brain

I don't generally participate in any of the 'weeklies' that are kicking around the web, but I saw this on Laurie's site and thought I would give it a go. I used to write a lot when I was younger and really would like to get back into it, just for myself. The idea here is that every week a word is chosen and then participants simply write for 5 minutes about something that they feel relates to/includes/develops/questions/ etc., the word chosen.

This weeks word is 'Ponder' and here is my five minute story in all its unedited glory.



The roar of the crowd is deafening. She turns in her seat to gaze out over the sea of people surrounding her. The adoration on their faces is both pleasing and frightening, for she is aware that at any moment it could turn to rage and violence. How can emotions turn so quickly? What is it about the young men on the ice that illicits such emotion from the crowd. The skaters have becomes idols to both young and old watching them. Heroes to a group who hold very few in high standing. Professional athletes, actors, rock stars. These are the people that our children worship she thinks, catching the eye of a young boy crying tears of happiness as his idol scores. What have we done, she wonders to herself as the crowd noise once again overwhelms her thoughts.

Friday, May 02, 2003

Delusions of Youth


As I write this, I have been awake for approximately 27 hours. By the time I have finished my work day and made it back home it will be 36 hours. What the hell was I thinking last night? Oh no, lets just keep drinking wine and watching movies - Hell no, I don't need no stinking sleep! I am obviously living in a time warp and thinking that I'm still 20 years old. Watched movies until 6 am, went to Starbucks and then for breakfast. Home for a shower at 8 and then off to work. I don't know if I'm going to be able to make it through the day... I may just have to pass out under my desk. Wish me luck... its gonna be a long one.

Thursday, May 01, 2003

BC Court Approves Same Sex Marriages

All I can say is it's about time!