Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Quote of the day

(as seen on a greeting card in a speciality paper and card shop).

Everything will be okay in the end.

If it is not okay, then it is not the end.


wedding presents

Today I was sitting at the breakfast table with my sister (and by breakfest I mean kitchen table at breakfast time) and realized that she has become really really pretty. I think she is one of those people who really just grew into themselves, and it made me really happy.

My second thought is about weddings - specifically wedding gifts - and what is the appropriate amount of money to spend on a wedding gift (this is especially pertinent at the moment as I have to give a wedding gift to people who I know would perfer money to an actual gift). I was thinking $200 but everyone I have talked to (which is 3 people) think that is ridiculous and suggested more like $50-$100 (this is not a really good long-term friend). However, theorectically I would spend $40 on a birthday gift for this person so shouldn't a wedding gift cost more? Or have TV and movies set in Manhattan given me a false impression of the appropriate value of such a gift?

My plan is to have an engagement party, bridal shower, and wedding and register for all three (okay - not actually - but I know someone who did that - think of the gifts!)

Tuesday, June 20, 2006


1 week and two days 'til my birthday
2 weeks and two days until I go home
5 weeks 'til Calgary
8 weeks (approx) 'til Sarah's visit
X number of days/weeks/months/years until I meet Julie

Saturday, June 17, 2006


I don't mind standing sometime
Just hanging here with you
Cause I don't find too many guys
That treat me like you do
Those other guys all wanna take me for a ride
But when I walk they talk of suicide
Some people never get beyond their stupid pride
But you can see the real me inside
And I'm satisfied oh no oh

Even though the guys are crazy
Even though the stars are blindIf you show me real love baby
I'll show you mineI can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul in body
Let's see what this love can do

Baby I'm perfect for you
I could be your confidant
Just one of your girlfriends
But I know that's not what you want
If tommorow the world ends
Why shouldn't we be with the one we really love
Not someone who have you been dreaming of
Why am I alone oh no

Even though the guys are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
If you show me real love baby
I'll show you mine
I can make you nice and naughty
Be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul in body
Let's see what this love can do
Baby I'm perfect for you

Thursday, June 15, 2006

the meaning of....


My father always tells me that I was a very happy child.
And I like to think of myself as being a fairly happy person.
And I always try to find happiness in everyday things.
And I think it helps that I always look for, and usually find, the best in people.
But you can't always be happy because then you would never be happy. So you have to take the not happy moments and hope that someday down the road the happy moments will be all the more sweet because of the unhappy moments. (Although as I reflect on my life I don't actually know if that holds true, but it seems to work in theory so what do I know?)
In any case, that still doesn't stop me from always wanting to be happy.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

The people we know who we saw or talked to yesterday (where we is the royal we)

I am so blessed by the people who I have in my life. I feel that everyone is probably blessed by the people that they have in their lives - but I am not everyone - I am me - so I am limited to who I am blessed by.

Yesterday I had dinner with one of my fabulous friends. One of the things I like about my friends is that they are all really unique people (all people are unique so this is somewhat redundant - but whatever). (Also - we had Ethopian food which is a first for me). If you had said "which of your friends is most likely to spend the summer working with children and lions and tigers" it would be her.

Also yesterday I talked to my delightful boyfriend, who I miss a lot.

And then I talked to Amy (for well over 2 hours) who is fabulous and who I miss so much. Talking to her just made me really want to see her - and of course all of her nostaligia was not helping with my nostaligia. I think if I could make anyone leader of the world it would be Kofi Annan or Stephen Lewis - but if I could make anyone I know personally leader of the world it would be Amy (though I wouldn't because I think the pressure of such a position would cause her to go insane, as it would any sane person). The point that I am making is that she is fabulous and that I get to see both her and him when I visit Calgary.

I feel rather rambling and incoherent at the moment... but hey... those moments come frequently enough I should be used to them by now.

20 things from NYC 2006

1) 13 hours on a train
2) The subway
3) Degas
4) American Girl Store
5) A restaurant with a moat
6) Richard sharing his duck with Amanda
7) Rasberry Mojhitos (my spelling has failed me yet again)
8) Hopper
9) Mr. Frick
10) Alice in Wonderland statue with many small children
11) Mel
12) Bleeker Street
13) Brooklyn Bridge
14) Law & Order Court House
15) $5 pashmina and $3 t-shirt
16) cheesecake and pretzles
17) Chika
18) Puetrican Day Parade
19) New Pedagogy of Art
20) Scott from the Train

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

past couple of days or why the world is a wonderful place

1) tree tops in the sunlight
2) swinging on a swing
3) running into D with an O.
4) buying (and eating) candy
5) under the sun (which was surpringly ghetto)
6) planning a trip
7) Amy calling (even if I didn't get to talk to her)

Sunday, June 04, 2006

On standing in line at Yorkdale.


This is my latest brilliant thought (I know... there are so many it can be hard to keep track on them all... but try to keep up).

The other day I was standing in line at Sephora when I noticed a quite stylish young lady (18 or 19) in line behind me. After spending 3-4 seconds wishing that I was stylish something occured to me. Looking back on the past 20-some years of my life - there is not a single moment that when I reflect back I think "gosh, if only I had been more stylishly dressed that moment in my life would have been better"

It was not have made the amazing moments more amazing or the depressing moments less depressing. There are moments when I looked amazing and was horribly sad, and moments where I looked boring or dowdy where I was as happy as could be.

The moral of this story I feel to be fairly self-evident, and it's not really new or orginal - but I still felt it worth recounting because of how suprising yet obvious I found this revelation to be.