Summer Wish List

Vintage-style bathing suits. So adorable!

Anything and everything Nautical!

A cute little (since I don't have a lot of space) kitchen dinette. Something colorful/green/CUTE would be perfect!

(this one would be so ideal if you knew what my kitchen looked like, too bad I found these photos on google and its not actually available anywhere)

A vintage bicycle!! Preferably colorful and WITH a basket.

Anyone else notice the vintage theme going on here?

Also... anyone know of somewhere I can find all or any of these things in Calgary without it costing me an arm or a leg. A flea market?? I only know of the Calgary Farmers Market and I never have luck there for finds like this.

A Year in Review - 2010

A lot of things happened to me this year. Lets recap shall we?

January

- Met and instantly became friends with work BFF

- Invited her to a games night with Leah and Natalie and the LeMoNS were formed

- Started my brief "affair" with a coworker I blog-named "Freddy". What a mistake THAT was

February

- Probably sulked because I was single yet again for Valentines Day

- Was a proud Canadian during every moment of the 2010 Winter Olympics

- Spent a lot of time with "D"

- Went to my Great Aunts funeral, she passed away after a long life of 103 years

March

- Was completely shocked when "D" suddenly moved away to Ottawa a month before he was set to leave and didn't even tell me until after he was already there

- Started going to Trivia Tuesdays and was hooked

- Adopted my kitten Maya.

April

- Revamped my bloggity-blog

- Met "Jimmy Fallon"

May

- Ditched the liar that is "Jilly Fallon"

- Met "The Fisherman" the same night that I realized "Jimmy Fallon" was a complete ass

June

- Started dating "The Fisherman" after a bit of hesitation due to the age difference between us

- Spent as much time as possible with the LeMoNS since we knew that sadly we would be separating soon

July

- Stampeded my ass off

- Cried my eyes out when Leah moved away. (It was the epitome of the ugly cry)

August

- Enjoyed every bit of sunshine that I could

- Realized my new found love for rafting on the Bow River and Bud Light Lime

- Travelled to Montreal with the LeMoNS for approximately 46 hours for Work BFF's wedding

- Let myself fall further and further into my relationship with "The Fisherman"

September

- Threw a surprise party for some friends birthdays and made minute-to-win-it games (BEST idea ever!!)

- Cried my eyes out AGAIN when Work BFF and her new hubby moved to New Zealand for 7 months

October

- Participated (and almost fully completed) Sober October

- Had my heart shattered by "The Fisherman"

- Picked my broken heart back up and faced the world again

- Realized just how lucky I am to have Natalie and Leesh as my friends

- Met "Mac" on halloween while dressed as a Greek Goddess

November

- Started seeing "Mac"

- Slowly stopped being vegetarian

- Was there for my best friend when she lost her sister tragically

- Decided that I want to write a book

December

- Had a great birthday!

- Had an even better Christmas

- Relaxed with my first full week off all year (isn't that crazy??)

- Started writing my book

The year was full of extreme highs and lows. Im really hoping that this next year evens out a bit. I don't need a roller coaster again. But what I DO need is a vacation...

Montreal in a nutshell.

Last weekend I was in beautiful Montreal for work BFF’s wedding with Leah and Nat (as previously mentioned here).

Although it was my first visit to Montreal I couldn’t stay long or see too much of the city but I was okay with that because my main priorities for the weekend was to see THIS GIRL and to be there for the most memorable day of Work BFF’s life (so far).

Mission accomplished.


The wedding ceremoney was at the most breath taking church (cathedral?) I have ever seen!

And then once all the “proper” traditional wedding stuff was done, it was a wedding reception (party) that only Work BFF could have planned.

So remember how I mentioned before that I wasn’t able to go to the wedding because of the crazy costs of the flights and how we got a great deal with some buddy passes from our friend who works for an airline and was going to the wedding as well? Well… there is one stipulation with buddy passes. You fly stand-by.

So 3am rolls around and we are all at the wedding looking something like this…

…and making plans to go to some type of after-hour-shin-dig when we get a phone call from the friend who arranged our flight.

“uhhh…. Guys…. Were not getting on the flight I originally thought. Change of plans. We need to be at the airport at 4:30”.

Crap.

So we rush back to the hotel (en route Leah has a drunken french argument with the ass-hole cab driver - awesome) and throw our stuff in our suitcases. We packed in such a rush that I left my bathing suit in the closet. Grab another cab and hurry our drunken and tired selves to the airport.

We catch a flight to Toronto.

And then a flight to Regina.

And then a flight to Calgary.

FYI – a flight directly from Montreal to Calgary only takes about 5 hours. We travelled for almost 12 hours.

After what seemed like the longest day of my life, I went home and slept for 13 hours straight.

Lesson learned – Paying for cheap buddy passes? Awesome!
Flying Stand-by? Not so awesome…

But I got to be at the blessed union of these 2 amazing people so all in all it was worth it.

Where have I been?

Ive been a little MIA from blog-land lately.


Why? Well my dear bloggy-friends, I have been busy living this summer to the fullest doing such things as:


Rafting on the Elbow River

Dancing
BBQ-ing
Reading in the sunshine
Wearing summer dresses and flip-flops
Drinking Slurpees
Playing tennis
Hugging Leah as much as humanly possible
Running
and...

falling in... like. Extreme like.

I hope your summer has been as wonderful as mine so far.

My Stampede Pledge

If you choose to take this pledge with me, please remove your Cowboy hat and repeat the following:

I vow that for the next 10 days, my attire will consist of at least one, preferably all, of the following items:

Denim
Plaid
Cowboy Hat
Cowboys Boots
Sheriff Badge

I vow that I will begin most conversations with “Howdy” and end most conversations with either a “Yahoo” or a tip of my hat.

I vow that for the next 10 days, mini donuts are acceptable as their own food group.

I vow that free pancakes are the greatest breakfast around because not only are they delicious but they will absorb any left over alcohol from the night before.

I vow that it is perfectly acceptable to drink a beer with my free morning pancakes.

I vow that all deep-fried food on a stick is wonderfully delicious and worth the money and guilt.

I vow that hangovers and diets are all to be dealt with AFTER July 18th.

I vow to two-step and line-dance until the cows come home.

And most importantly, I vow that whatever happens at The Calgary Stampede… STAYS at the Calgary Stampede.

Let games begin…

Why I will never look at Jimmy Fallon the same way again…

I while back, lets say 2 months-ish ago, I went out to a pub with some friends (including someone who is new to the blog-world – check her out here).On said pub-night-out I happened to meet a boy.

Shocking, I know.

This boy was cute, a little scruffy which is always fun and he resembled a certain celebrity. Not only in looks but in his actions and demeanor too. He was the spitting image of Jimmy Fallon… and I proceeded to tell him that approximately 100 times through out the rest of the night too. We had a blast talking that night and exchanged phone numbers.


We talked a bit over the next week or two and then came May Long weekend. (Also known as May 24 those on the Eastern part of Canada). I decided to host a BBQ and when I host a BBQ I do it big! There was tons of food and drinks and a fire pit and a plethora of amazingly wonderful friends.



I invited Jimmy Fallon (who from this point on will be called Mr. Fallon as I don’t want to confuse you with the other Jimmy I have been mentioning in my blog recently. Completely different people) and he showed up. Not only did he show up but he mingled with ALL of my friends and everyone seemed to love him. And most of them started calling him by his celebrity look-a-like nickname too.

Very important fact – one night during the week leading up to my BBQ, Mr. Fallon and I were talking and I asked him why he was single. He said that technically he wasn’t single, that he had been dating someone who lived in North Carolina but that it was pretty much over, just not officially. He hadn’t seen her in 3 months and had no intentions of moving there. I wasn’t necessarily mad at that fact (even though some of my friends were when I told them) because 1 - the topic hadn’t come up before, 2 - nothing you could categorize as “cheating” happened the night I met him and 3 - the first time I asked him about it he was honest.

So fast forward to about 4 am the night of my BBQ. He stayed over. No “sexin” happened but it almost did…

He left in the morning and everything was great. I talked to him a few days later and everything was still great.

The next Friday night I was out with some friends and went to go send him a BBM. He was missing off my contact list… as in he DELETED me!! Wtf? What could have possibly happened in the 2 days since I talked to him last that would warrant him deleting me? So… as some one who will no longer put up with shit, I sent him a text msg that simply read “Really…?”.

No response. All night.

The next morning I woke up to a reply that read “Hey, no worries, North Carolina Girlfriend is in town for a few day, I’ll hit you up next week”

Hold on just one freakin second… first of all he told me it was over with her and that he hadn’t seen her in months and all of a sudden she’s HERE? Second, he’ll hit me up next week??? Thanks for making me feel like a mistress, Fucker!!! And third, he had to full on delete me from his BBM list? Wow…

Ok all of the above I could deal with (eventually… I’m not gonna lie; meeting “New Jimmy” definitely helped) but what’s got me so weirded out about it is that last week I heard through the grape vine that he hung out with some of the friends, MY FRIENDS, that he met at my BBQ. They had a little jam session…

Mind you, the guys he hung out with didn’t know what happened and when I told them they were all “whoa… dude… WTF?” but still. Who does he think he is? He still hasn’t tried to get a hold of me.

So for now, any reference of Jimmy Fallon makes me cringe a little. Sorry real Mr. Fallon… I had to stop following you on Twitter. I couldn’t take the constant reminders but just so you know, your doppelganger is a great kisser!