Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
I’m sure more than a couple of you noticed that I up and disapeared mid-last week and only reappeared yesterday. I just plumb ran out of time to tell y’all that I was whisking myself away to the middle of nowhere (just outside Vanderhoof) to a family reunion over the long weekend. The trip was … Continue reading Family reunions in the 21st century
I’ve gotten mixed reactions when I talk to friends about the appropriateness and level of acceptance with which we (we being women) react to being awoken in the week hours with Ess-Eee-Ex. The general conesnsus seems to be that they’re not really all that impressed with it. They’d rather sleep. I strongly disagree. Why? The … Continue reading PG-13
Time Zones man. Total Buzzkill. So I made it home, safe and sound, though I have decided that I LOATHE both Miami International and Pearson International airports. And the free Rum Punch on Cayman Airways is something all airlines should aspire to offer. So I arrived in Vancouver at about 10pm last night (which is … Continue reading Sprung
We’re into the home stretch, and it’s now a mere 5 sleeps until Vacation! And so I present to you (more for my benefit than yours) what I will need to am going to attempt to get done (in addition to that whole “full-time-job” thing) in the next few days: Monday: -Order T-shirts for rowing … Continue reading Coulda, Shoulda, Woulda
My Tim Horton’s Roll-up losing streak now stands at 0/15. And life couldn’t be better. Remember I mentioned that I only win at the Roll-Ups when something catastrophic happens. Boyfriend dumping, Job ending kind of terrible. It seems that the opposite is also true. The more I lose, the better things seem to get. -Work … Continue reading Biggest Loser
In manic preparation for the impending tropical vacation (10 Sleeps Away!), I’ve been going to my local fake ‘n’ bake to get a base tan. While there, I noticed that my winter hibernation has left me with an ass that, while still fabulous clothed, is a bit more ample than it was over the summer … Continue reading Stupid Is…
A post in which I confirm that underneath the seemingly sweet exterior, I am a bad, bad, person. Some of you may remember a guy I wrote about earlier this year; the one I went out with a couple times, before finding out he “forgot” to mention he had a girlfriend. Well, it turns out … Continue reading One Way Ticket (To Hell)