Back in November you'll remember I bought a new pullout couch, a kingsize bed and a tv from a g/f.
I've given the TV away to a transitional house as it was toooooo big for my apartment and was slightly mislead on it's model. (not a new lcd flat screen, but a rear projection)
Since I've got the bed, I've never once laid in it and had my body say "aaaaahhhh". It's too firm. Way too firm. (I'm waking up more often now than I use too) And too big. Not big as in it doesn't fit, cos it does. It's too big for my 5'2 singlehood frame. I'm swimming in it! And without a spouse, it's not nearly as much fun as I thought it would be. Not to mention the aches and pains I'm in now... damn new bed.
Every time I talk to SR, she mentions how she misses the bed etc.. So I called her today and offered it back to her. Just my luck, the timing was off by a weekend. They just purchased a new kingsize. :(
So I'm selling it for what I paid for it. $400 all bedding included. Not bad for a bed less than 4 years old.
I'm just going to have to suck it up and pay full price for a bed that suites my proper needs etc.
And I'm going to downsize to a Queen. At least I know I wont be swimming in that one.
On that note, I do not think I'll be buying any more furniture from friends.
No matter how great the condition of it is.
However, the pullout couch is staying put, I LOVE that thing!
Monday, 7 February 2011
Weekend
I had a low key fun filled weekend.
Friday - Derm Apt. Was recommended to be on Accutane to clear up the reoccurring acne.
Went to the AWB gig with Might McMullen. We caught up on our lives.
Although we live in the same town since she moved here after meeting her surfing 5 years ago, we do not get to see each other all that often. We caught up, rolled our eyes, laughed and sang at the top of our lungs with the Adam Woodall Band.
Saturday - Was filled with a doctors appointment and a very late doctor. :(
If I'm charged for being late or missing an appointment, why aren't they? This is MY time, not theirs. But on the other hand, my doctor is not once to rush anyone out of an appointment. So I bit my tongue and waited my turn.
Thyroid Meds are indeed too high. They have to be lowered, but not for another 4 weeks at the earliest. Blood work needs to confirm it again.
Got the green light to be on the Accutane for 6 months.
Was weighed. :( I'm heavy. Although my shape and curves help me carry it, it needs to come off. Got the green light to really move forward with the weight loss.
Aside from that, I'm healthy and the appointment was short.
Got home, napped, then got a text to go for drinks. As I said SURE, I came down with food poisoning. Great, just great. Not to be a Debbie Downer, I forced the issue out then was good. Upon being picked up, I realize I've lost my bank card. Crap. I called the bar from last night. They have it, but I've already cancelled my card. Ugh. Call my friend/date and explained the situation and gave him an out, since I couldn't afford to cover myself. Like a true gentleman, he replied that he wouldn't have let me pay anyways, but appreciated the fact that I did not assume he would. :)
Off to the bar we go. Booo completely forgot the UFC fight was on. The bar is packed to the max and just I'm suggesting we try somewhere else, the bar manager offers us two seats with a table of guys, who gracefully invite us to sit with them. Turns out to be a great night of random. We networked the table, I got a few numbers. :) (once the table learned we were not on a 'date date' but catching up). I play wingman for the guy I'm sitting next too and he scores the number he wanted! Many high fives and drinks are bought for the victory.
The night is slowing down and we've all had many many drinks. My friend/date walks over to me and says "Are you ready for a night you won't forget?" I must have looked shocked, cos I had clearly not given the impression I was up for anything other than drinks, and my flirting at the table with other men would have been a clear sign. The look I gave clued my friend in that I was thinking something completely different from what he had in mind. Phew. He wanted to drive up to Whistler and watch the sun come up. Not exactly a night to never forget, but I went with it.
I laughed cos it was only midnight and our sun doesn't rise til 6-7am still. he forgets he's not in San Diego anymore. But off we go. With a sudden swerve on the highway, I'm reminded of the new drinking laws and that this is not cool, we shouldn't be driving. I make this clear and express my concern, all while texting friends who I'm with, and where we're heading incase no one hears from me in the morning etc.
We get half way there and he has since calmed/reassured me he's okay. But agrees like a gentleman not to push it. Instead we head back to West Van and promptly get lost.
The short of it is, I ened up peeing on my own leg behind his car. While watching the water, I fell down some rocks and grabbed onto the branch beside me, which was not a branch, but a vine of thorns!!!!
Many, many wounds. It's dark in West Van on the water.. no street lights.
Got home in one piece and had decided I had a really good time. We caught up on our lives, laughed, told stories, listen to great music. Next time I'll take him to meet my friends and hopefully he can build some new rapports.
Sunday - I rebelled and refused to not watch the SuperBowl game. Football.. pptff. Even though I was cheering for Pittsburg, I heard it was a close game, but they loss. Nursed a small hangover and napped.
Good weekend.
How was yours?
Friday - Derm Apt. Was recommended to be on Accutane to clear up the reoccurring acne.
Went to the AWB gig with Might McMullen. We caught up on our lives.
Although we live in the same town since she moved here after meeting her surfing 5 years ago, we do not get to see each other all that often. We caught up, rolled our eyes, laughed and sang at the top of our lungs with the Adam Woodall Band.
Saturday - Was filled with a doctors appointment and a very late doctor. :(
If I'm charged for being late or missing an appointment, why aren't they? This is MY time, not theirs. But on the other hand, my doctor is not once to rush anyone out of an appointment. So I bit my tongue and waited my turn.
Thyroid Meds are indeed too high. They have to be lowered, but not for another 4 weeks at the earliest. Blood work needs to confirm it again.
Got the green light to be on the Accutane for 6 months.
Was weighed. :( I'm heavy. Although my shape and curves help me carry it, it needs to come off. Got the green light to really move forward with the weight loss.
Aside from that, I'm healthy and the appointment was short.
Got home, napped, then got a text to go for drinks. As I said SURE, I came down with food poisoning. Great, just great. Not to be a Debbie Downer, I forced the issue out then was good. Upon being picked up, I realize I've lost my bank card. Crap. I called the bar from last night. They have it, but I've already cancelled my card. Ugh. Call my friend/date and explained the situation and gave him an out, since I couldn't afford to cover myself. Like a true gentleman, he replied that he wouldn't have let me pay anyways, but appreciated the fact that I did not assume he would. :)
Off to the bar we go. Booo completely forgot the UFC fight was on. The bar is packed to the max and just I'm suggesting we try somewhere else, the bar manager offers us two seats with a table of guys, who gracefully invite us to sit with them. Turns out to be a great night of random. We networked the table, I got a few numbers. :) (once the table learned we were not on a 'date date' but catching up). I play wingman for the guy I'm sitting next too and he scores the number he wanted! Many high fives and drinks are bought for the victory.
The night is slowing down and we've all had many many drinks. My friend/date walks over to me and says "Are you ready for a night you won't forget?" I must have looked shocked, cos I had clearly not given the impression I was up for anything other than drinks, and my flirting at the table with other men would have been a clear sign. The look I gave clued my friend in that I was thinking something completely different from what he had in mind. Phew. He wanted to drive up to Whistler and watch the sun come up. Not exactly a night to never forget, but I went with it.
I laughed cos it was only midnight and our sun doesn't rise til 6-7am still. he forgets he's not in San Diego anymore. But off we go. With a sudden swerve on the highway, I'm reminded of the new drinking laws and that this is not cool, we shouldn't be driving. I make this clear and express my concern, all while texting friends who I'm with, and where we're heading incase no one hears from me in the morning etc.
We get half way there and he has since calmed/reassured me he's okay. But agrees like a gentleman not to push it. Instead we head back to West Van and promptly get lost.
The short of it is, I ened up peeing on my own leg behind his car. While watching the water, I fell down some rocks and grabbed onto the branch beside me, which was not a branch, but a vine of thorns!!!!
Many, many wounds. It's dark in West Van on the water.. no street lights.
Got home in one piece and had decided I had a really good time. We caught up on our lives, laughed, told stories, listen to great music. Next time I'll take him to meet my friends and hopefully he can build some new rapports.
Sunday - I rebelled and refused to not watch the SuperBowl game. Football.. pptff. Even though I was cheering for Pittsburg, I heard it was a close game, but they loss. Nursed a small hangover and napped.
Good weekend.
How was yours?
Thursday, 3 February 2011
Lamest excuse that ever was....Although true.
I was asked by an old high school friend to go for drinks tonight.
I haven't seen him since Gr10. although we've kept in touch, he's now living in the same area code.
Before I could hear myself or the sensory filter between my brain and mouth, the words "I'm sorry, I can't tonight, I'm washing my hair." Silence at his end, as though to say.. oh no she didn't!
Like a light bulb going off in my head, it occurred to me that that line is the lamest excuse to bow out of a date....and I just used it.
"NO NO NO IT'S TRUE, I SWEAR TO GAWD!" I insisted.
"you can even come over and hang at my place etc,"..... I had to go on to explain to him, that it's not an excuse to get out of a date. I do have to wash my hair. I refrain from using a blow dryer as much as possible, so washing my hair, drying it and styling it again all in the same night.... never happens.
It hasn't in over a decade.
I also had to explain I only wash my hair once or twice a week, cos it takes that long to get dirty. Thankfully he had a sense of humour and could sense I was being sincere, and will be coming by my place tonight to hang out and catch up. Phew.
Looking back I use to make fun of those girls who used that as an excuse.
Then started to wonder, if it really was an excuse?
Ladies, what is your hair care regiment?
Men, have any of you been the receiver of this excuse, if so, how did you perceive it?
I haven't seen him since Gr10. although we've kept in touch, he's now living in the same area code.
Before I could hear myself or the sensory filter between my brain and mouth, the words "I'm sorry, I can't tonight, I'm washing my hair." Silence at his end, as though to say.. oh no she didn't!
Like a light bulb going off in my head, it occurred to me that that line is the lamest excuse to bow out of a date....and I just used it.
"NO NO NO IT'S TRUE, I SWEAR TO GAWD!" I insisted.
"you can even come over and hang at my place etc,"..... I had to go on to explain to him, that it's not an excuse to get out of a date. I do have to wash my hair. I refrain from using a blow dryer as much as possible, so washing my hair, drying it and styling it again all in the same night.... never happens.
It hasn't in over a decade.
I also had to explain I only wash my hair once or twice a week, cos it takes that long to get dirty. Thankfully he had a sense of humour and could sense I was being sincere, and will be coming by my place tonight to hang out and catch up. Phew.
Looking back I use to make fun of those girls who used that as an excuse.
Then started to wonder, if it really was an excuse?
Ladies, what is your hair care regiment?
Men, have any of you been the receiver of this excuse, if so, how did you perceive it?
To Honey or not to Honey....that is the question.
Been following a friend on twitter when I read the following update - Day 8 no poo!
I emailed her privately to say WTH! Go to the doctors etc.
She replied laughing saying, not pooh, poo = shampoo. EW. No Shampoo fpr 8 days? Gross.
She went on to explain further that her and a few friends (who are all a little granola) are going back to the basics and getting away from all body cleaning products that have chemicals. Ew. Still. But to each their own. They are washing their hair with baking soda, apple cider vinegar mixture or something. Sorry, I'm never going to try that. I like my Redken just fine thanks.
JD is a very curious person and will research the crap out of everything so she can have a educated opinion before she does or says something. :) regardless the topic, she will know everything there is to know inside and out. I however, I am not so passionate at times. I'll do my research until I'm happy enough just to say yay or nah to trying something. Common sense plays a large part in my decisions.
In the same email she mentioned she'd stop washing her face too. Again. ew.
Then learned, she's just not washing it with soap etc. She's washing her face with honey!..... honey!!!
I did some reading up on it, and although it's not a huge movement, there seems to be some benefits to it.
I decided, what the hell, I'll give it two weeks and see what happens.
I have nothing to lose, what could happen, my face get worse? Ptfff I'm almost 40 and dealing with acne...
I'll try anything right now that doesn't involve me taking more drugs just to suppress it.
I'm on day 4. And so far I'm liking what I see. Skin tone is balancing out, blemishes are clearing up.
Of course I'm still using my witch hazel as a toner and rose water as a moisturizer. (when I'm not in the mood to use my regular stuff) Not bad. It's cheap. It seems to be working. And I don't smell like anything.
I must admit though, it was a little off putting to be in the bath and putting honey on my face, when it should be going into my tea or something.
Would you try it?
Have you ever tried anything unusal? If so, what was it?
I emailed her privately to say WTH! Go to the doctors etc.
She replied laughing saying, not pooh, poo = shampoo. EW. No Shampoo fpr 8 days? Gross.
She went on to explain further that her and a few friends (who are all a little granola) are going back to the basics and getting away from all body cleaning products that have chemicals. Ew. Still. But to each their own. They are washing their hair with baking soda, apple cider vinegar mixture or something. Sorry, I'm never going to try that. I like my Redken just fine thanks.
JD is a very curious person and will research the crap out of everything so she can have a educated opinion before she does or says something. :) regardless the topic, she will know everything there is to know inside and out. I however, I am not so passionate at times. I'll do my research until I'm happy enough just to say yay or nah to trying something. Common sense plays a large part in my decisions.
In the same email she mentioned she'd stop washing her face too. Again. ew.
Then learned, she's just not washing it with soap etc. She's washing her face with honey!..... honey!!!
I did some reading up on it, and although it's not a huge movement, there seems to be some benefits to it.
I decided, what the hell, I'll give it two weeks and see what happens.
I have nothing to lose, what could happen, my face get worse? Ptfff I'm almost 40 and dealing with acne...
I'll try anything right now that doesn't involve me taking more drugs just to suppress it.
I'm on day 4. And so far I'm liking what I see. Skin tone is balancing out, blemishes are clearing up.
Of course I'm still using my witch hazel as a toner and rose water as a moisturizer. (when I'm not in the mood to use my regular stuff) Not bad. It's cheap. It seems to be working. And I don't smell like anything.
I must admit though, it was a little off putting to be in the bath and putting honey on my face, when it should be going into my tea or something.
Would you try it?
Have you ever tried anything unusal? If so, what was it?
Tuesday, 1 February 2011
Top 5 Favourite Men.
I can write just about anything, as long as I have something to say about it.
Although now I have a deadline to write a guest post, and do you think I can think of what to write?
I know what I have to write about, and I'm well versed in it. But..... Blank....sound of crickets between my ears. Crap. I have the worse type of writers block. The type that craps out when you're writing for someone else.
I've invested in a large bottle of wine and a new cd for tonight.
I will have my top 5 male voices plugged into my ears, set the mood with candles (before and after my bath to relax), lots of wine, maybe read some old entries and let the fingers type away in their ulterior ego.
Top male voices that can provoke all sorts of feelings.
Adam Woodall (http://www.adamwoodallband.com/flash)
Edwin G. (I Mother Earth, Solo & Crash Karma) http://crashkarma.com/
Gerald Eaton (Jarvis Church & Philosopher Kings)
Ray LaMontagne http://www.raylamontagne.com/us/home
#5 - this one rotates based on my mood. - Currently acoustic Jason Mraz.
I say voices over bands, cos regardless of which band these men currently work within, their voices are so ridiculously perfect, they could sing the alphabet and make it sound amazing.
So I'll have my favourite men in my ears, some yummy wine and hopefully I'll be laying out an excellent entry in the next day or two.
Although now I have a deadline to write a guest post, and do you think I can think of what to write?
I know what I have to write about, and I'm well versed in it. But..... Blank....sound of crickets between my ears. Crap. I have the worse type of writers block. The type that craps out when you're writing for someone else.
I've invested in a large bottle of wine and a new cd for tonight.
I will have my top 5 male voices plugged into my ears, set the mood with candles (before and after my bath to relax), lots of wine, maybe read some old entries and let the fingers type away in their ulterior ego.
Top male voices that can provoke all sorts of feelings.
Adam Woodall (http://www.adamwoodallband.com/flash)
Edwin G. (I Mother Earth, Solo & Crash Karma) http://crashkarma.com/
Gerald Eaton (Jarvis Church & Philosopher Kings)
Ray LaMontagne http://www.raylamontagne.com/us/home
#5 - this one rotates based on my mood. - Currently acoustic Jason Mraz.
I say voices over bands, cos regardless of which band these men currently work within, their voices are so ridiculously perfect, they could sing the alphabet and make it sound amazing.
So I'll have my favourite men in my ears, some yummy wine and hopefully I'll be laying out an excellent entry in the next day or two.
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