Monday, July 28, 2014

Things I Learned This Weekend

1. 1000 piece puzzles are a lot harder than I remember. Van Gogh also makes for a great picture. 




2. Used book stores are a gift. I also learned I'm 85 because I love tea, puzzles and used books. DON'T CURR. Best Saturday of my entire life. 


3. Kites need a lot of wind to fly. We did not get it up.


4. Dumpster chairs are apparently the best chairs? (I'm still not convinced.) But they are pretty fun to push people around on.


Other things I learned in no particular order:
  • dinner at your parents means lots of leftovers to take home
  • Betta Fish don't last forever. RIP Chuck Bass :(
  • moving out of your home means that the little girl down the street gets extra excited to see you when you come back and that means even bigger bear hugs than ever
  • Cujo is one effed up dog
  • Investigation Discovery is having a free preview on Shaw Cable and that means no other channels allowed, unless it's Sunday and the Kardashians is on
  • free trips to the Zoo are the best kind
and with that I'm off to the Zoo with work to check out the new Polar Bear Exhibit! I've never been so excited for a Monday in all my life. 

LOOK HOW COOL IT LOOKS!



So yeah, I get to go on a "Journey to Churchill" while y'all are stuck at your desks. BYE.




Tuesday, July 22, 2014

That Time I Sucked At Fire Safety

Friday night started like any other: me asleep on the couch.

Anna and I had plans to meet Andrea and some friends for drinks before we took in an improv show at the Winnipeg Fringe Theatre Festival. I needed all my energy to enjoy a night out after a long week at work, which meant nap. 

I was having a pretty good one on the couch when I heard huge cracks of thunder. I didn't even realize it had started raining. Two minutes later there's a bright light flashing and I assume it's lightning. I was pretty wrong about that. 

That's when the siren started wailing. Anna comes out into the living room, we look at each other, and dazedly (because I was still half asleep) I inform her: "You're gonna need a sweater. I think we have to go outside." 

We've had fire drills since we were 5 so you'd think fire safety would be ingrained by now. NOPE. I casually walk into my room to pick out a sweater, Anna goes to grab her purse, we both go find our cell phones. We then stand in front of Reggie for a solid 2 minutes discussing whether or not we should take him down with us. We couldn't smell smoke, so we didn't think it was a real fire. Anna's first thought was lightning struck the building and tripped the alarm. 

We proceed to stand in the hallway for another 3 minutes to confer with our neighbors whether we really need to leave the building or not. We all decided that we probably should since the whole fire system is going nuts. Then I remember it's raining and go back inside the apartment to get an umbrella. 

We finally make it to the side door and stand there debating whether we actually needed to go out into the rain or not. Anna really didn't want to because she had just straightened her hair, and like, priorities. A few people with pets and children were pushing past us so we sighed, opened the umbrella, and walked out into the torrential downpour. 

We all met at the front of the building under the overhang where we all complained about being stuck outside on a Friday in the rain. I thought getting woken up from a nap and having to wear my pajamas outside was awful, but another poor woman had been in the bath when the alarms went off. She looked pretty angry. We were all griping pretty hard.

That's when the fire truck showed up. And then another. And another. And another. And the Fire Marshall. Two minutes after they showed up it started to hail. Golf ball sized hail. Because apparently our evening couldn't get any worse. 

After 30 or so minutes of the firefighters (none of whom were young or attractive) fiddling with the alarm system, they came back out and said they didn't know what set it off but we could all go back inside. 

We trudged back up the four flights to our apartment, complaining because the elevator was out of service now, and I hopped in the shower. The alarm started to go off again. I yelled to Anna from the shower: "NOPE. NOT GETTING OUT!"

It turns out they couldn't get it to reset so it kept going off sporadically all night. When we got home around midnight it had stopped so thank god for that.

Moral of the story is that if there were a real fire, I'd be dead.




Monday, July 21, 2014

Blogmopolitan Quiz: Round 3

I'm pretty late to the party on this one since the linkup was on Friday, but I don't care because I love when Erin puts these out! I did one and two, so when I saw this last week I knew I had to participate. 

It makes me feel somewhat special. Even though no one is special. #cynicalbuttrue

Anyway, hope you learn a little bit more about me folks!

Friday, July 18, 2014

Portland Part Two

Yesterday I brought you part one of my adventures on the West Coast. Today is part two, which involves still more food, a hike that pretty much almost killed me, and a really pretty waterfall. 

But seriously back to the hike, I didn't make it to the top because I'm not used to incline's because Winnipeg is so flat and I overestimated my abilities. I almost threw up. It was not an attractive moment. Just click here if you want to see how flat Winnipeg is, since it's the prairies and all. 

One last big thank you to my ladies for showing me a wonderful time in Portland and I'll be back! Because I already "miss you" and wish you didn't "live" so "far" away. 

















Thursday, July 17, 2014

Portland Owns My Heart

In case you live under a rock and haven't seen me annihilating everyone's twitter and bloglovin' feeds with the news, I was in Portland last weekend to visit two of my three (sorry KAIL) blog besties. Jessi & Brooke showed me a fabulous time and I wish I were still there. They are two of my favorite people in the whole world and Angie made my first day in town memorable as well. 

From food to wine to food, to food and did I mention wine?

Also, sorry if your room still smells like stripper Jess. 

Oh and shout out to Brad for being just as hilarious in person as he is on Snapchat.


















Willamette rhymes with dammit











So as you can see I definitely suffered from the meat sweats. And I drank lots of delicious wine. 
Come back tomorrow for Part Two! I just didn't want to overload you on pictures today. Tomorrow I have the hike that almost killed me and, of course, more food. 

One last thing. For me, this wasn't just my blog friends, these are now real life actual friends that I love with my whole heart. #cheesy. But really, I'm so lucky to be able to talk to these girls every single dang day and have them share their homes with me as well. Thank you girls for being such kick ass human beings and amazing friends <3.