Today: Cinnamon Raisin Heart Toast for Taylor from me
Last Tuesday: Red Pepper & Black Bean Soup with Mini-Heart Toast Croutons for me from Taylor
Well, first of all, I was able to pick my dopey little conehead dog up from the vet on Thursday evening, which is good because I really didn’t want to leave her alone overnight. I had to carry her everywhere and she slept on the couch for hours, but woke up at 12:30am ready to party.
Maybe when (if?) I finish my current self-portrait I could do a Madonna and Child-style one with Georgie. Would that be too blasphemous? Actually I already promised Taylor I would do one of him and Kichou so NEVERMIND. Anyway, she’s doing fantastic. I took the cone off her yesterday and she hasn’t been gnawing her belly incision at all, although she did have terrible diarrhea. I was concerned but we discovered it was just because she’d eaten a bunch of special high-protein diabetes maintenance cat food Claire had dropped down her tower (a whole bowl, in fact. Cats and dogs, they aren’t smart).
Symphony got her ears pierced, with Hello Kitty studs, of course.
I went to the hockey game on Friday night with Jenn. We both forgot to take our cameras to the game but here’s Kichou in his Canucks jersey. I wore one I borrowed from Taylor and since our team won, it’s now a lucky jersey.
That’s Jenn in the picture with Kichou, holding a pink plastic tumbler of pinot blanc. We do things in style at my house. Anyway I drank A LOT of stadium beer and screamed myself silly, then afterwards we wandered around the city looking for:
a) more wine
b) a place to pee (for me) and some bottled water (for Jenn, who had mad hiccups. I think. I don’t really remember)
We were successful in all our endeavors, and eventually even made it back to my house, although we barely had any of the wine before very maturely cutting ourselves off. It’s nice to be a grown up sometimes.
On Saturday I was kind of hungover but still managed to run tons of errands, including buying candy molds for my upcoming crayon recycling project and picking up the package at the post office. It just so happened to have all my Halloween costume stuff in it, so I need to get started on that, as well as Georgie’s. Oh, we also stumbled across some sort of operation with the police and FBI!
Oh wait, we live in Canada, that’s just something being filmed. Probably Fringe, so look for this building in a future episode!
Other than that I think I spent the whole weekend sprawled on the couch in sweatpants, eating mini-Tootsie Rolls and watching two and a half seasons of It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I told you, we do things in style here.
Georgie is at the vet today having her ovariohysterectomy and I don’t get to pick her up until TOMORROW*. A whole day with no puppy? Unacceptable! Here are some pictures of her from yesterday, engaging in a few of her favorite activities: hanging out with her bff Dougal, trying to kiss him on the mouth and then chewing on some paper.
*Unless she cries and cries and cries and spazzes out because she misses me too much, which I kind of think she might. In that case I’d pick her up tonight.
On Saturday Sym asked if we could bake cupcakes after my dentist appointment. We didn’t have very much time before her dad picked her up so I elected to do it the easy cheating way: 1/2 box of Funfetti (or Canadian equivalent) cake mix + 2/3 cup of Sprite (I don’t like using diet pop for this, aspartame doesn’t cook well), topped with canned icing and mad sprinkles. This makes 12 small cupcakes.
This is actually a GREAT way to bake with kids- Sym was able to help a lot more than if I had to measure out all kinds of 1/2 teaspoons of vanilla and crack eggs and what not. She mixed up the batter with a whisk and once the cakes were cooled, I iced and she decorated. It was stress- and mess-free fun, although to be honest I think she just wanted us to wear our matching aprons (yes, mine has cleavage).
Jealous? You should be. My smile is totally weird because half my face was still frozen from having a filling replaced (which is worse than getting one in the first place I SWEAR).
On Sunday we went to the restaurant at Prospect Point in Stanley Park for brunch with Richard and Jenn. We were a little bit early (their brunch doesn’t start until 11:30? what?) so we spent some time enjoying the view.
This is 4 km from my house downtown. Clearly Vancouver is the most amazing and beautiful city. It’s just science. And look! Nature:
Those are seals in case you couldn’t tell.
After brunch I reeeeeeally wanted to take Kichou and Georgie to the dog park, but unfortunately Taylor had work to do.
What’s up, my house is a mess. Anyway he was able to get it done and although he didn’t bring his camera please rest assured that a doggy time was had by all. I wish he had though- there was a 5-year-old pom there that looked EXACTLY like a big Georgie! Same colour(s), same topaz eyes and choco nose, same goggle markings around the eyes. It was amazing!
Other stuff: Taylor and I watched Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets and Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban– we were going to do just one per weekend but I kind of wanted to get PoA out of the way since it’s my least favorite.
On Sunday evening I picked up Kirby’s Epic Yarn and actually played it with Sym.
This is the first time I’ve played a videogame since Mortal Kombat on my high school boyfriend’s Sega Genesis in 1993, btw. It was fun, I especially like the part where it’s impossible to die. I did find myself getting frustrated and mashing all the buttons at times, though. Taylor claimed he was woken by the “joyful sounds” of us playing but it was more like me yelling “HOW CAN GO? IS BUTTON? BUTTON IS NO DO WORK, HOW IS PLAY?” You know, the “files are in the computer?” type stuff. I guess, no matter how much Taylor wants it to happen, I’m never going to be a videogame person.
Every year at least once, some horrible disease makes its way around the daycare, leaving sweaty feverish vomiting sore-throated children AND ME in its wake. Sometimes it’s one of those cruise-ship rota- or novovirus, or it could be a nasty case of strep throat, but it’s always ugly and I ALWAYS get it.
This afternoon I had to send one of the daycare kids home early because she had a fever, and immediately after her mother picked her up another kid vomited profusely all over herself.
It’s begun. JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL.
Remember when I said I was thisclose to finishing my painting? Then I decided to add a ton more stuff!
I really felt like something was missing and CLEARLY a big glowing cotton candy-coloured halo was the answer. Also, protip: Don’t paint in bed. It doesn’t work out as well as you’d think.
Last night Symphony’s friend was here for a sleepover, but she had a weird dream and wanted to go home at 3am. Therefore, I am absurdly tired and just want to go back to bed, but I have to clean all the things AND I have a dentist appointment this afternoon to get some fillings replaced. Great. GREAT.
I can’t believe I filmed her for an entire minute without going “Georgie? Georrrrrgieeeeee!” in a talking to baby animals voice.
In her bed with a pile of toys, a book and the tv on (not pictured): where I can always find her.
On Tuesday I finally hung the paper lantern I’ve been working on for Sym’s bedroom. I finished all the cutting and gluing weeks ago but I had to order a light cord for it, and find a way to use the light cord with the too-small lantern (the wire harp inside the lantern made the bulb hang so low it stuck out of the bottom, so in the end I took it out and cobbled something together with a Pringles can lid and some cable ties to hold the cord) and sort out the whole hanging-something-from-the-ceiling situation. I actually did really poorly on that last one, the hook is loose and looks sloppy but I ran out of (nap)time to work on it. I’m going to wait until the cord unkinks a little more before I rehang it. The lantern itself turned out really pretty though.
Also please note Sym’s interior decorating. I think I set a bad example with my walls du art in the dining room. Anyway, now that this project is well enough squared away, I’m going to focus on finishing my self-portrait because OH MY LORD I AM SO CLOSE TO BEING DONE, and then I’m going to work on turned the Ikea Mammut armoire (see dining room picture link) into a computer workstation for Taylor. WISH ME LUCK.