I wanted my nails to look like a watermelon. Did I succeed? Well whatever, they still made me happy.
Jul 26, 2011
Oh life was busy the last four days. My sister came to visit on Friday evening and just left us this Tuesday morning. And like always, she brings the crazy. Busy, crazy, fun weekend filled with shopping, swimming, drinking, drive-ins, getting my hairs did and movie premieres. Awesome.
Jul 22, 2011
Jul 21, 2011
Oh hey there cutie.
I last left you with part 1 of Picnics and Animals and then it got really hot and I couldn't think for a few days. Still can't, just warning you. The temperature out there right now feels like 49 Celsius. That's 120 for those of you who subscribe to Fahrenheit.
Anyway, back to the picnic. I was anxious/ nervous, we had to go blah blah it was all good.
Jul 19, 2011
Jul 17, 2011
Dave and I went to a house party on Friday night for my friend Di's 29th birthday. It has taken me this long to recover. Good god.
A few amazing photos to begin the night. Dave ignoring me, playing his freaking Death Smiles game while I try to get his attention. This has been my life for the past week. Repeating everything I say because he is so sucked into his game. Good thing I understand these things, or I might have to throw stuff at him.
Jul 14, 2011
So when I started this 'getting fit journey' of mine, I weighed 158 pounds and now I am 143. I say that so nonchalantly (believe me when I say that) because I am not concerned about my weight. I am concerned about being fit and feeling strong and healthy. And I do. Yet like any journey in life, there are bumps in the road. I am facing a big one called motivation.
Jul 12, 2011
Jul 11, 2011
When do boys become men? After 30? 40? Look at this guy. 29...still a baby...
The morning of Dave's birthday and he didn't have to work. But because he is the sweetest person on the planet, he got up early (well, sort of) with me to walk me to work. What a shit-eating grin huh?
Jul 4, 2011
Only because I am sleepy. Not for any other reason. I really can't complain when it is sunny and hot and gorgeous out there, but yes, I am suffering from a bit of sleep deprivation from this weekend's events.
Speaking of this weekend...Dave and I found a deceased dragonfly on our deck on Sunday evening. Which was weird because we were JUST asking each other 'what if' questions. Like, what would you do if I kicked you in the nuts right now? What would you do if I threw you off this deck? What would you do if a huge dragonfly landed on your shoulder right now?
And lo and behold. I didn't even know Toronto had these beautiful monsters. So we did what anyone would do: we picked it up, placed it in the best position possible, and took pictures of it.
Look at how gorgeous it's wings are.
It's like they used this guy to invent the helicopter. Did I make that up or is it actually true?
And then we ate. Well, this is what I ate. Dave had a giant steak, but I wasn't hungry, so I went with cottage cheese and tomatoes, and some summer sausage. Eating the cottage cheese reminded me of bug guts. It was still good though.
Desert was fruit and lemon yogurt with a drizzle of honey. Who died and went to heaven? This girl.
Fast forward to Monday morning (today). On my way to work. Trying to make the best of life while sleepwalking. I was born in the wrong era. I should have been born so that I was a teenager in the 70s. Maybe that wouldn't have been too good though, you know, because of all the acid. I did too much of that stuff as a teenager anyway. Don't do drugs kids, you'll end up like me.
Dave snuck up on me and took a picture later in the afternoon. I think he heard me whining to myself and grumbling to the air. Holy bags under my eyes Batman. I was pouty and needed a coffee. Plus, I had to listen to this woman at work talk with mucus stuck in her throat all day. I feel bad for her because it's obviously a problem, but she is not that nice anyway. So I call her Bucus. That is beast + mucus when they marry.
Someone is an angel and beamed me down a coffee. Thank goodness because sleeping death was at my doorstep.
And then there was this. Spotted it at the grocery store when we went to go pick up a few things after work. Now, ok....ok.....I am good with people eating octopus. To each their own. But why did they have to write 'CHUNKS of Octopus'? That is just...
But lordy, this more than makes up for it. Tired cranky Kato and S'mores? You just cured my life.
Well, we don't have a campfire. Screw you. I don't need your shit campfire.
Aren't we innovative?
My only concern is to roast these marshmallows.
Oh yeah. Yup. Delicious.
Look at the concentration.
I have gone to a happy place.
Hey did you guys ever make ghost gum? When you smush a marshmallow between your fingers until it becomes gooey and looks like a piece of gum?
And then I tell you guys a story. A bedtime story for myself if you will. One where your entire good opinion of me (if you have one) goes down the drain because I sound like an asshole. First of all, I sound like I am a 3-year-old telling the story, but I assure you that is not how I usually sound. That is me being tired and unable to put two thoughts together. Secondly, I sound like a megabitch. I am not: again, just sleepy. Third, THE STORY MAKES NO SENSE. Well, it does until the end. My final statement makes no sense at all. Whatever, you get the picture. I AM A JERK OFF WHO NEEDS SOME SLEEP.
And with that final vision in your head, I bid you all goodnight!
Jul 3, 2011
The title pretty much says it all. I am a douche and forgot my camera everywhere we went this weekend. Also, my phone. Who does that? So friend's, this is what you get. This crap that I managed to scrape together. Have fun.
On the way to work on Thursday, last day of work before the long weekend (Canada Day yay!) and Dave snapped this picture of me. I am slimming down guys. It's about effing time. I work out everyday. The best thing about working out and the results are that they just spring themselves on you out of nowhere. You don't see ANY results for a hundred years and then all of a sudden, BAM! You look thinner. I flexed for Dave this weekend and he told me I am becoming a man. Finally, some results.
Ugh. IV some coffee into me, stat! Also, yes. This is how I present myself in my corporate shit job everyday. I am sure the I.T. guys love me. And my blue bra. Why doesn't Dave tell me how see-through I am? Not that I would listen.
Friday morning and the long weekend is here! Waiting game for my sister to arrive. We had breakfast out on the deck because it was the most perfect day EVER.
Oh you guys are in for a treat! Not really. I did something new and cool with my nails and there are a thousand pictures of this little event. This is me getting you guys excited for a blog post to come. Boys need not attend this party. Well, unless you want to, of course you are welcome.
That necklace made my neck green for days. Screw you Forever 21 and your cheap lovely trinkets that I can't resist. But look at how excited I am about my little project.
And look who's here!! It's my wonderful, beautiful sister! Straight to the alcohol, that one!
We went out later on, and I remembered my Canada stickers, but not my camera or my phone. We brought my sister around Roncesvalles and the hood and it seemed like every single person we knew was out and in a great mood. Everyone was waving and wishing us a happy Canada day, and like an asshole, I forgot my camera at home. AND MY PHONE. Anyone else feel naked without their phones? Yeah that's me. So a potential perfect night of pictures: gone.
Going out for breakfast the next day. Can I stand anymore awkwardly? I felt like a bag of ass due to the night before, and also due to the extreme amount of shit food I put into myself. When your body is no longer used to that crap, it rejects it. BIG TIME. I pretty much threw my 'diet' (I am not on a diet, I just eat healthy) out the window this weekend, but who cares right? You only live once. REJECTION. You know what I mean. We bar hopped the night before this and at the last bar I felt like I was going to die, yet I still ordered a sugary shit drink and pounded it back. I literally drank it in 10 seconds just to get it over with, that's how much I didn't want it. Learned my lesson.
Saturday night and we went out for dinner (again). A nice little thunderstorm was a-brewing as we ate dinner. We booked it home ("We need to get home or my Guess purse will be RUUUUIIIIINNEEEDDDD!" Not my quote people. NOT. MY. QUOTE). So we got into our pj's, made ourselves some drinks and watched Insidious and Paranormal Activity 2. Oh. My. God. I had to sleep with the light on, with Dave beside me. I am not even kidding.
Miss you already Krista! Come back to me soooon!
I hope everyone had a great long weekend here in Canada!! And for my beautiful American friends, Happy Independence Day tomorrow!! xoxo