Mother Lover


Okay, so it's not technically hip-hop for Hip Hop Sunday


but it's a bitchin' tune, and it's Mother's Day


word to your moms


 

For your wine

This is the pose Ty will be striking all night at the Winnipeg Wine Festival.

it's one of the highlights of our year

45$ to pour as much wine as you can down your gullet in three hours

followed by tasty snacks at our place afterward

I may or may not rock a dress of Joan Holloway-esque magnitude

as long as my feet can handle sky-high gold heels for three hours

otherwise I have the cutest dress ever on reserve

and yes this became a post about what I'm wearing tonight

deal with it


 

I have no idea what I just watched



and odds are neither will you.
 

Love and Marriage

Last night my brother aged out of Cadets and of course the fam showed up to support him, which by this point means Ty, too, and my dad introduced him to a family friend as "this Ty, my future son-in-law". And in fact, whenever I mention him to a family member inevitably I get asked
so is he the one you're going to marry?.

Maybe this shouldn't bug me, but it does.My 'rents say it's because I've never datted anyone better and that's true, but why do I have to lock that ish down right now with a ring and a big to-do neither of us can afford?

Besides, what about the fact that I'm only twenty-three?
Or that we've only been together a year and a half?
Or that I've only just completed my first year of university?
Or, god forbid, what if we break up?
(fat chance of that hapening)

I just find it interesting that, despite being such a "forward thinking" society, the instant you become serious then that becomes the next step. What about personal goals and aspirations or self-discovery? There are a lot of things I want to do before I even consider getting hitched. If I do, it's a long ways off*

Although that being said, if I do I totally want it to look like this:

(hipster music included)



and be as sweet/loving at this:

Makes me cry every time

*I can almost hear Ty sighing with relief, haha!
 

A voting message from Mr. Lahey



Don't be a dickweed, GO VOTE!!
 

Run DMC on Reading Rainbow

 


 


Happy Hip Hop Sunday


 

Some girls throw up to be skinny



This one throws up for 'art'

and gives a new meaning to the phrase

'taste the rainbow'

Happy Friday

Tomorrow is Friday, finally

This week couldn't end fast enough between huge painting projects at home and archiving and filing and a million paper cuts at the office and a super-exciting-but-exhausting rally yesterday and a bunch of hippies getting mad at me on the Internet today. What a week!

It's also this cool kids birthday.

This is my littlest sibling and he'll be all of 19 tomorrow which means I'll be taking him out for a liquid lunch even though he doesn't know it yet.

We haven't gotten together since we saw each other at Christmas because he's busy learning how to pimp out repair airplanes and instructing youngsters and being every girls biggest crush.

I don't see my fam all that often, even though we all live in the same city we're usually too busy to all get together and they all live out in the suburbs where everyone's houses look the same except for different shades of stucco and I just don't like going out there. Living downtown has changed me too much, I think.

I remember when I idolized that neighbourhood and wanted a McHouse (we're middle class, no McMansion for us) of my very own and 3.5 kids and dog and one day I woke up at my safe Government job and realized that was what I was setting myself up for and I jumped ship as soon as possible.

Now I live in an old heritage building with my boyfriend, our neighbours are a bunch of hipsters and a crazy kayak lady and there isn't a single house on my street that's maybe forty years old. I get my groceries from a family-owned store up the street where they get samosas delivered every morning and there's a bangin' popular sushi place just around the corner.

The idea of having a lawn and a garden shocks me and the idea of having children makes my uterus do flip-flops. I don't want a house or a 9-5 that I can't move on from after I've learned all there is to know.

Sometimes I think about what I wanted for myself at his age and how much that's changed in a few years and I wonder if my brother will start to want the same things. Or maybe he'll want to live the suburban dream, too. Or maybe he'll want something totally different from what I, or they, want. I don't know.

I just know I'm excited to see him tomorrow and to get re-acquainted with the person he is, and to be introduced with the person he's becoming.
 

Vlog Diary #1

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Vloggin'

 

NDP Rally and Jack Layton Heartz

Mega-busy today at the office
because I spent this morning at an NDP rally with Ty and Adam

on no sleep
and no coffee
still feeling like a zombie
(and yes I'm totally keeping my sign)

omgomgomg
I kind of have a crush on Jack Layton

I met him and shook his hand afterward and grinned like a moron
and said something about
how proud I was to be voting NDP and how solid his campaign is
but I don't really remember
I was too excited

I can't wait to vote.
 

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