2008 the year of sleep, and learning?
Friday, January 04, 2008
Happy 2008 everybody! I hope many of you have not fallen ill but let's face it, chances are you have. So, sorry to hear that. I myself have had a stomach flu for 2 days (ie. eternity) so I am just now getting back to things. Or at least, I'm getting back to the spot I think things were when I left them last week.. and we'll see what happens!
Snakes on a Plane! I already have a lesson for the new year:
Otherwise.. Christmas was great
Snakes on a Plane! I already have a lesson for the new year:
If you feel sick, don't wait all day in the lying down position "because that's the only thing that doesn't make me want to throw up" and see if you will feel better before calling someone. You will end up nearly dehydrated with just one sandwich in your stomach. Just call your grandma, she will bring soup, then go get some gatorade and don't bother with the Doctor. They won't give you anything because they WANT you to vomit and shit the evil out of you. Your begging for sweet sweet death is merely something that "is going around" Just FYI.
Otherwise.. Christmas was great
My grandma even humored me and made my Christmas Morning Pancakes. Humored me as in she thought it was ridiculous, said so, told me she was humoring me, and then made them. lol. In retrospect I suppose having a kit is pretty ridiculous.
New Years was also awesome. Me and Sean went out to dinner at Milestones together, then stopped at Andrea's for some Guitar Hero 3, the countdown, lots of wine, games, gun shooting and crazy hats!
A very special video will be posted next time. Until then, enjoy 2008. I know as of the 10th my new mattress will be here and then basically nothing on earth will matter ever again. lol. Did I mention I can't wait??
The whole goddamn day in bed
Friday, December 28, 2007
- Sleep Sense black sleep pants (aka. apparently my new favourite kind)
- Jersey fitted sheets
- $4000 bedroom set & fucking ridiculous awesome new mattress
That last one is actually half a Christmas/Wedding present, but it counts! It's a new year of relaxing and I cannot wait for it to get here!! I can't find anything wrong with the fact I will be spending a lot of time in bed ;)
Sold!
Merry Christmas Everybody
Saturday, December 22, 2007
It's just not Christmas until I elf myself.
If you're not in the holiday spirit yet.. then go listen to the greatest Christmas song of all time.
21 Performers, 2 Minutes, 1 Christmas Saved. Man, I love the Sneeze. I wish we were friends.I hope everyone has a fantastic Christmas! :)
Labels: christmas
Hot Potato
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
I was cooking dinner last night and had the most random memory pop into my head about playing the game Hot Potato. You know what I'm talking about right? The plush musical potato named "Chip O'Gratten" that you throw around and everyone gets into such wild hysterical fights about who gets to be the last one holding it. It was so much fun! And that little sweating potato graphic, so cute right? When I was little I was, what's the word the daycare called me.. oh yes "saucy" and was not often allowed to play as a punishment for probably not listening to someone about something stupid I did or did not do. It was clear that this was my most favourite game so I got to sit and watch all the other kids play with "Chip". Anyways, I am almost tempted to go find this game and buy it and hold onto that hot potato as long as I feel like. Haha.
Last night was pretty fun for a Monday night. I had a really crappy day of trying to get things done AFTER the snowstorm (now I am sore and have bruises on my legs, for reals) so it was nice I got to chill with Andrea for a bit after work. We randomly ran into some friends at Sobey's whilst buying smoothies, too. I have to mention it was midnight, btw, so that was actually random.. not just sort of. So we hung out with them for a while talking and eating cookies. It was about as fun as winning at Hot Potato, which from what I remember is a lot. I think I also managed to buy Andrea's soul for my blue sweater. I decided I want to start a collection of souls. Haha.
On another note.. it's hard to believe Christmas is almost here. I get to have everyone at my house this year though, and make Christmas dinner for the first time ever! I'm sure my grandma will bring a bunch of things BUT I'm psyched, I think I can moderately not fail at doing this! Good luck to me!
If anyone is interested here is the recipe for what I made for dinner:
STEAK AND GARLIC POTATOES
4-6 steaks
8 med red potatoes
2 tbsp butter or margarine
1 cup of milk
1/2 or 2/3 can diced tomato
5 cloves of garlic
Montreal Steak Spice (McCormick or other)
1 tbsp chives
1/2 cup of olive oil
1 tsp basil
Preheat oven to 400 F. While potatoes are boiling, make the steak sauce. Combine diced tomatoes in a mason jar or container, with 3 cloves of minced garlic, basil and olive oil. Add salt and pepper.. usually a tsp of salt and a few pinches of pepper. Lay the steaks on a broiling pan, shake the steak spice on both sides of the steaks then cover with the sauce. Put in the oven for about 1 hour, checking after 30 mins to turn over and reapply sauce again.
When potatoes are ready, mash with skins on, add 2 cloves of properly minced garlic, 1 tsp of salt, 1 tbsp of chives. Add milk and butter and whip together with a handheld mixer. I am emphasizing the mincing of the garlic so you don't get a big chunk of it while eating and have your eyes well up with tears.
Last party of 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Last night my cousins came over for one last party of the year, and before me, the man, and the little man move to our new house in Oakville. As the night and drinking went on OF COURSE we NEEDED to re-enact the 'dick in a box' video, pictured below for your consideration. Here's a little musical dialog that captures the whole night pretty nicely.
Antonella: christmas...
Ann: dick in a box!!
Antonella: hanukkah...
Ann: dick in a box!!
Antonella: pakistan...
Ann: what?
Antonella: islam?
Alisia: isn't it Quizno's?
Ann: no, kwanzaa!! .... dick in a box
I like how after I make the correction, I have to finish my part of "dick in a box" haha. I need closure on this anecdote! Literally we had so much fun that I just can't wait for New Years when we get to do it all again, but dressier! No really, I can't wait. I'm sleeping through Christmas and when I wake up it better be New Years eve... just place my presents around me.
Antonella: christmas...
Ann: dick in a box!!
Antonella: hanukkah...
Ann: dick in a box!!
Antonella: pakistan...
Ann: what?
Antonella: islam?
Alisia: isn't it Quizno's?
Ann: no, kwanzaa!! .... dick in a box
I like how after I make the correction, I have to finish my part of "dick in a box" haha. I need closure on this anecdote! Literally we had so much fun that I just can't wait for New Years when we get to do it all again, but dressier! No really, I can't wait. I'm sleeping through Christmas and when I wake up it better be New Years eve... just place my presents around me.
Labels: christmas, dick in a box, party
The gift that needs giving
Monday, December 18, 2006
Is that baby body glitter?
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Disclaimer: this post is in no way intended to be racist or making fun of asian's putting on make-up
This is hands down THE BEST Christmas shopping story ever, and it doesn't even have anything to do with talking a gun-toting Santa down from the roof a mall. So we're shopping, yadda yadda, completely zoned out like the rest of the xmas zombies and trying to find a DVD to watch that night ...when the flow of traffic is stopped due to multiple baby-stroller jam. About 3 separate mothers are trying to intersect eachother in one tiny walking lane, in Walmart of all places, so just picture that. We stand there patiently while they sort out who goes where... then the way is cleared and we continue walking down the isle. About 5 seconds later both Sean and I stop, turn to eachother with a weird look on our faces, and go "was that... was.. that baby's ...eyebrows drawn on?" confirming that yes, we both saw it, and yes someones mother had actually DRAWN ON (with black eyeliner) skinny MAD LOOKING LATINA eyebrows, not to mention "cat eye" lined the actual eyes. OF A BABY! ...who looked, at most, 5 months old. Although with all that make-up I could have sworn she was the tiniest 15-year old I've ever seen. There was no mistaking it, that baby had make-up on... and that is both the most hilarious and saddest thing I have ever seen! Clearly, the only thing sadder is that I do not have a picture of it.
Re-enactment photo.
This is, with no exaggeration whatsoever, exactly what that baby looked like (as she was also asian) except she was wearing a pink bear-like hat.
I feel so sorry for this poor baby that I used in my example.. how could you, in all seriousness, do this to your child??? haha. Did she wake up that day and say to herself "You know what, that's it, I am SO SICK of my baby's lack of eyebrows! She is a total failure in hair growing of the facial area! I see how all the other babies make fun of my baby, and I can see their mothers whispering 'zero-brow' to eachother when we stroll by. At this rate I don't know how she will even stand a chance of getting into a decent college! I am going to draw some on, like a drag queen... but angrier and while I have my eyeliner out here I'll just dress up the eyes up a little bit as to make her cuter, and more popular with boy babies"
Haha oh God, I know what I want for Christmas!!
Dear Jesus,
Please send me that child's picture with Santa. I'll also accept a family portrait, where hopefully everybody has eyebrows like this... even the men.
Love,
Ann-Marie
This is hands down THE BEST Christmas shopping story ever, and it doesn't even have anything to do with talking a gun-toting Santa down from the roof a mall. So we're shopping, yadda yadda, completely zoned out like the rest of the xmas zombies and trying to find a DVD to watch that night ...when the flow of traffic is stopped due to multiple baby-stroller jam. About 3 separate mothers are trying to intersect eachother in one tiny walking lane, in Walmart of all places, so just picture that. We stand there patiently while they sort out who goes where... then the way is cleared and we continue walking down the isle. About 5 seconds later both Sean and I stop, turn to eachother with a weird look on our faces, and go "was that... was.. that baby's ...eyebrows drawn on?" confirming that yes, we both saw it, and yes someones mother had actually DRAWN ON (with black eyeliner) skinny MAD LOOKING LATINA eyebrows, not to mention "cat eye" lined the actual eyes. OF A BABY! ...who looked, at most, 5 months old. Although with all that make-up I could have sworn she was the tiniest 15-year old I've ever seen. There was no mistaking it, that baby had make-up on... and that is both the most hilarious and saddest thing I have ever seen! Clearly, the only thing sadder is that I do not have a picture of it.
Re-enactment photo.
This is, with no exaggeration whatsoever, exactly what that baby looked like (as she was also asian) except she was wearing a pink bear-like hat.I feel so sorry for this poor baby that I used in my example.. how could you, in all seriousness, do this to your child??? haha. Did she wake up that day and say to herself "You know what, that's it, I am SO SICK of my baby's lack of eyebrows! She is a total failure in hair growing of the facial area! I see how all the other babies make fun of my baby, and I can see their mothers whispering 'zero-brow' to eachother when we stroll by. At this rate I don't know how she will even stand a chance of getting into a decent college! I am going to draw some on, like a drag queen... but angrier and while I have my eyeliner out here I'll just dress up the eyes up a little bit as to make her cuter, and more popular with boy babies"
Haha oh God, I know what I want for Christmas!!
Dear Jesus,
Please send me that child's picture with Santa. I'll also accept a family portrait, where hopefully everybody has eyebrows like this... even the men.
Love,
Ann-Marie
Monday is the new Saturday
Monday, December 11, 2006
Christmas shopping is here. Actually, it was a few weeks ago and like usual I have not done any yet and I'll end up buying everything in one long horrifying mall-packed day. So I should have more accurately said.. Christmas shopping is here, has been waiting for me for 2 weeks, and is unbelievably pissed off. I've already been checking out the mall situation and it's BAD... Hasselhoff BAD. Especially if you get anywhere close to a Walmart and their animated singing Santa's and $4.99 bedsheets. It's a virtual breeding ground for senile agitation.
That reminds me.
So my grandma came over yesterday morning and basically brought Christmas with her. I didn't have a tree yet, etc. of course, so she just happened to have one in the car. And a poinsettia plant. Oh and the tree is fiber optic, so I'm already more Christmalogically advanced than about 98% of the population. Really my grandma is sweet, but she kept cleaning my fridge which couldn't be more annoying. She has arthritis in her wrist and high blood pressure for Gods sake... I'm going to literally kill my grandma with my messiness. Or learn to keep everything lick-able clean. Haha, ya that's not going to happen soooo my grandma is going to die.
Uh, on a lighter note, Lego StarWars is so cool. Why is it the G rated games are always the most fun/addictive? I don't care, the fact that you can make the green monster poo lego cubes.. for absolutely no reason.. is just about the best thing anyone has ever thought of. However, I don't think kids should play. They need to read more books or ..something. Threaten to stab them if they don't play their v-smile. I have my reasons...
"H.. it starts with the letter Pear."
- kid in grocery store, looking at a can of tomato sauce
Labels: christmas, senile agitation, v-smile
Would you like a massage?
Sunday, November 26, 2006
I don't usually make Christmas lists but Archie McPhee is having a contest where apparently you can win yours just by submitting it. Sounds like a great deal! My entire wishlist is basically everything The Cubes, expansion sets including but not limited to:
the Copy Room.. where all the copying happens
AND the secret office sex, if any (yeah there's going to be some)
the Cubes Corporate Protester... he makes his own hummus, and sandals!
the Cubes Sensitivity Trainer... who heard about what we use the copy room for, apparently
and glow in the dark Corporate Zombies! GRAHHHHH
The only thing not The Cubes that I want are some cards for my dad, some weird gift wrapping paper, and this:
I don't need any of this stuff and isn't that what Christmas is really about? Like deep down? Oh, right, no it's not. Okay this is why I don't make wishlists!
the Copy Room.. where all the copying happens
AND the secret office sex, if any (yeah there's going to be some)
the Cubes Corporate Protester... he makes his own hummus, and sandals!
the Cubes Sensitivity Trainer... who heard about what we use the copy room for, apparently
and glow in the dark Corporate Zombies! GRAHHHHH
The only thing not The Cubes that I want are some cards for my dad, some weird gift wrapping paper, and this:
Albino Bowler Action Figure
The doors swing wide open and he stands in the doorway - a pale figure with stark white hair and a bowling bag. It's Dick, the Albino Bowler, and he's come to bowl. If you're lucky enough to be at one of the small town bowling alleys he chooses to visit, you're in for a treat. Soon everyone in the alley will be gathered around his lane to witness his extraordinary display of bowling virtuosity and his thick white sideburns.
I don't need any of this stuff and isn't that what Christmas is really about? Like deep down? Oh, right, no it's not. Okay this is why I don't make wishlists!
