Musings of a Small Seal

The Cosby Show

2011-11-25T07:04:00.001-08:00

The Cosby Show has recently become available on Hulu and last night I watched the pilot episode. I used to watch this show with my family every Thursday night. And yes it was TV and TV gets a bad rap- but I remember it as being quality time spent with my family. We would gather together each week and watch and laugh and enjoy time together.
Now the show launched in 1984- 27 years ago. Literally TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS. And it STILL holds up.
The writing is clever (& funny!) layered with insights that are still relevant today. The performances are natural and nuanced and the characters are relate-able and likeable. It's the original modern family. I was laughing. I wasn't cringing like one does on some older shows and other than the clothes it didn't feel dated.
Am I crazy? Is it a show that holds up as well as I think or was I just too many glasses of Thanksgiving wine in to be able to tell the difference between quality and memory?

Olivia and her "BIG" piano from FAO Schwarz

2011-11-09T11:30:00.000-08:00

I was in Winnipeg last weekend for a long overdue visit with my family (brothers, sister-in-law and my niece Olivia). I missed her birthday so I brought her a belated present- a floor piano from FAO Schwarz- a much smaller version of the one featured in the movie "BIG" (with Tom Hanks).

She loved it! It was a hit and she played with it all weekend. I'm sure my brother and sister-in-law are equally thrilled.

Btw- she's a musical genius.

Please don't use Serenata flowers

2011-11-01T18:55:00.000-07:00

To all of my London based friends:

I recently used a flower company to send some flowers to a friend in the UK. It's been over a week since I placed the order. A week and four phone calls.
And no delivery.
And no answers.
And no solutions.

They keep saying "You can cancel or we'll re-send the delivery tomorrow. Sorry- we don't know why the order hasn't arrived."

I finally had to cancel today after getting one too many cheekily written 'failure' spam-mails.

So. Don't call them. Call someone else. Call 1-800-Bloom. Or the guy who lives next door. Or a dumpster. They'll probably do a better job.

And today I ran

2011-10-31T18:45:00.001-07:00

The whole reason I had my knee surgery was because I could no longer run without pain and swelling. And I had the surgery 6 months and 2 days ago.

It's been a long time coming but today I finally ran. And not the little steps jogging across the street or the quick sprint up the block where I can tell that I'm favouring the one leg. I was late for my physical therapy and had to run up the street to catch a cab and then run to my PT office.

So without thinking about it I was running- dodging all of the trick or treaters on the street and keeping up a fast pace. My leg did hurt a bit afterwards but I LOVED IT.

My over-protective PT said I need to cool it for another couple of weeks- but for now I feel like it was all worth it and eventually I'll be back to the old me. Or an even better improved me.

The Android beat me

2011-10-29T11:04:00.000-07:00

I returned it and got the Iphone 4S.

It wasn't the phone that beat me as much as it's incompatibility with my beloved mac. And yes it was great for movies and TV, but not music and itunes.

So alas I'm back to the Iphone. Comfortable and easy.

Just like elastic waisted pants and 'practical' shoes.

sigh...

Eating for my blood type

2011-10-29T10:35:00.001-07:00

A few months ago I saw my aunt for the first time in a year. She looked great: bright skin, weight loss, more energy etc. She was glowing. She told me it was because she had started the "Eat for your Blood Type" diet.

I'd heard of this diet, it's been around for 15 years, but had never put much stock in it. Just like the Atkins diet I'd thought it was just another fad thing for quick weight loss, grounded in nothing but gimmicks and false hope. However when my naturopath doctor friend mentioned it a few months later I was intrigued (I respect her opinion a lot!). Intrigued enough to read up on it.

The initial summary provides a description of each blood type and I immediately started to identify with blood type O (no idea what blood type I was at the time). Type O's prefer intense exercise like running & martial arts as opposed to calming exercise like yoga & thai chi. O's also suffer from Ulcers and should avoid wheat. They also aren't able to drink most beverages.

I've said in the past that"I only drink a few things- wine, water and green tea. I don't drink soda or juice or coffee" (how boring was that conversation?!). I also don't like bread and I get canker sores (ulcers) all the time. And while I hate yoga I love running and Muay Thai.

Turns out I'm O+.

I find it interesting that I could see my traits so specifically outlined in my blood type - there is something to our genetics driving our behaviours. I've been making choices that are suited to how my body is constructed.

So... I'm giving it a shot. My friend and I will try it for 3 months and see if it makes a difference.

(ed note: the one thing incompatible with behaviour and the 'science' behind the blood type is that apparently I should avoid peanuts. Like the peanuts found in peanut m&m's. This isn't necessarily 100% accurate surely?!)

Hello Android. I will not let you beat me.

2011-10-03T18:34:00.001-07:00

I have been a long time fan of the Iphone. I lined up for it when it first came to Canada (then reluctantly had to sell it when I moved to the US). I lined up for the newer version (3GS) after a year of living in the states. I encouraged my good friend Rose to get an iphone (she never looked back) and have long been an advocate of it's utility and general all around "amazing-ness".

Then, like all relationships, the love started to fade. I started to notice that the iphone wasn't delivering on certain things. It was slowing down. It wasn't as shiny and new as it had once seemed. And everyone on the planet seemed to have one.

I wanted something new. I started the research and asked around and it seemed like an Android was the way to go -but what manufacturer and what provider?

Long (really boring) story short- I bought a Samsung Galaxy S2 yesterday- it was just released in the US market (*yesterday- I'm nothing if not an early adopter of phone technology). I love it because the screen quality and color are amazing. I love it because it's shiny and new. I hate it because I don't know how to use it.

I'm sure if I was a 12 year old girl I'd have no problem. I'd just intuitively skim through the dozens of applications and master all of the functionality. But I'm not a 12 year old girl and all of this new gadgetry is confusing and overwhelming (yes I'm 87). Can someone please just set up my music and sync it and organize the contacts with google and facebook and then get the right game app and generally take care of it for me? please?

Sigh- but I can't do that. So I shall persevere. I won't let this phone beat me. It's only been a day- give me one week and I'll be an android GS2 (that's what they call it) expert.

Facebook is our friend

2011-09-27T07:54:00.001-07:00

I don't understand the recent revolts against the Facebook changes. People have forgotten that this a free service, and though it's become an invaluable tool for how we communicate and connect with each other- we are under no obligation to use it.

I'm also confused by people's reluctance to adopt change. If that were alway the case- they wouldn't have started using facebook to begin with. And while there is comfort in the familiar, there is also excitement in the new. And while it might be confusing at first- facebook was confusing at first. What the heck was a "wall" anyhow? Like?? I don't think so. Now it's my favourite function.

I think some of the issue is that these changes just happen- and they are out of our control, and without our opinion or input. But if we choose to embrace it (I downloaded the timeline early so that it was something I adopted vs having it thrust upon me) then we're more likely to "like it" as we have some ownership over it.

Finally Mark Zuckerberg (despite differing opinions) is not a stupid man. And he likely does not employ stupid people. There are people who study socialization, how we interact with each other, dreaming up new ways to connect and tell our stories. Not all of it will work, not all of it will be great. But a lot of it will be- creating a richer, better experience.

So embrace it.

Get excited by the newness of it.

And get over it- it's just facebook and it's supposed to be fun.

Adele - Someone Like You

2011-08-29T20:33:00.000-07:00

My Grandmother

2011-07-19T17:55:00.000-07:00

Those who knew my Grandmother would appreciate this picture. She didn't always smile for the camera and wasn't big on spontaneous displays of affection. She was fairly old school and held true to the traditional English values of the WASP. I once said to her "Grandma I don't think I'll ever meet someone and get married" and she responded with "Maybe you won't. It's not all it's cracked up to be you know." Not exactly cuddly material. But then 6 months later I received the most beautiful knit blanket she laboured over- because I happened to mention in passing how much I would like one. She was there when it mattered and you could always count on her to do what was right and fair.

Easily some of my best memories growing up were the summers I spent in New Brunswick at her house in Moncton. My grandparents would take us to the beach, strawberry picking, blueberry picking, send us to tennis lessons and sailing. We had ice cream for dessert every night and she would cart us all around the Maritimes to see plays in PEI and the sand dunes in Bouctouche. She would sit patiently as we put on plays or dances or lip syncs and even though there was Church every Sunday morning, there was also cards every Friday night.

And the memories continued to build as we became adults, though the relationship shifted slightly. She was still proper but there was an easier stream of communication as she would confide in me things she wouldn't have when I was younger. (mostly making fun of her husbands relatives!)

She left behind a legacy of 5 children (plus 4 in-laws), 8 grandchildren (plus two in-laws) and 2 great grandchildren. We are a part of her and she is a part of us. And we will not forget her.

Helen J. Mitton 1924-2011.

Managing the country debt is childs play!

2011-07-15T15:06:00.000-07:00

It's very easy for people to complain about how this country (applicable to US and Canada) is run: how our tax dollars are spent, how to avoid debt, decisions the government should or shouldn't make.
I was listening to NPR this morning (believe it or not!) and heard about a game called "Budget Hero" where one can go and actually build the 'blueprint for our Nation's future'. You can decide where our tax dollars go (defense, schools, etc) and see the implications to the overall budget- do we go bust in 20 years or do you manage to solve the debt crisis?
It's supposed to be based on real time dollars, what our interest rates are actually at etc... I wonder how closely the government would pay attention to this game if someone actually played and "won"???

Check it out here: http://marketplace.publicradio.org/features/budget_hero/

or just go to budgethero.org

Perceptions & misperceptions & interpretations with Communications

2011-07-04T06:58:00.000-07:00

In this world where we our primary means of communication (talking either face to face or over the phone) is being taken over by the written word (email or text) there is an upswing in miscommunication & misinterpretation.

Too often people will ascribe feelings/moods/tone and temper to a note that is completely inaccurate- based upon their own mood/tone/temper or feeling. I know emoticons exist to alleviate some of this... but you can only have so many happy smiley faces before you think- surely give me some credit and I'll give you the same that you have to know I'm joking as I write this.

And at the end of the day- there is no tone in an email. Yes there is context and there is background, but too often people will LEAP to conclusions about the intent behind words (usually to a negative place) without actually giving the writer the benefit of the doubt.

Why don't people automatically jump to a good conclusion (innocent before proven guilty?) instead of just assuming the worst?!?!

Tres FRUSTRATING!!!!! : ( grrrrr...

The Beauty of the Beach

2011-06-28T15:27:00.000-07:00

The house I'm in is literally across the street from the beach- if it's a 5 minute walk it's because you're probably wearing a brace and walking kind of gimpy.

We went today and it was BEAUTIFUL. Due to overcast skies the beach was completely deserted. There was a mist out on the water so you could only see about 15 feet out and it made the air slightly muggy and thick. I've never been to a completely empty beach during a warm day in June. It was awesome.

I just get such a high from being on the beach and near the ocean. I was shouting with joy every time the waves crested and the water hit our feet.

Why don't I live near the ocean?

It's as great as they say it is

2011-06-27T22:14:00.000-07:00

This is my third summer in NYC but my first time out to the Hamptons. I took the "Hampton Jitney" today, bringing to mind some random SITC episode where Carrie took the same bus out for a week at some 'share'. My friend of a friend picked me up and brought us back to our fabulous beach house to not share.

They rented the house for June. ($20,000 for the month of June- but before you lose your mind- that's a steal compared to the $65,000 it is for July!) My own stay started out as a week in the sun, and its now whittled down to a few hours stolen by the pool...but every hour is worth it to make the trek out.

The air just feels fresh. I've already killed three little creepy crawly things roaming about the house (because they have NATURE out here!) and I can see the ocean literally a block away.

I will be doing conference calls in the sun tomorrow and LOVING every second.

Thank you kind sir

2011-06-12T15:05:00.001-07:00

One of the things that has struck me over the last 6 weeks is how kind people can be. Opening doors, asking how I am (perfect strangers expressing concern) and the like. A perfect example is what occurred last week.

It was Thursday morning and the temperature was about 534C - a bazillion degrees roughly. I stood on the street in the middle- in an open area so there were no cars or delivery trucks blocking my way. I waited for about 15 minutes and there were no cabs anywhere. Everyone was avoiding the hot as hell subway and splurging for a cab (I'm not joking- it was HOT).

There were a few people in front of me and they got some cabs. And that's fair- they were there at the same time or before me. I'm on crutches- not pregnant or 90- and I didn't mind waiting.

However after 15 minutes I was the last one standing and thinking the next cab was mine. A guy in a business suit steps up on the corner in front of me. He was older (50?) and overweight and probably sweltering in his cheap looking suit. I didn't care- he wasn't going to take my cab. I started to walk towards him to tell him to back off... and then suddenly a cab driving by just stopped.

The door swung open and a guy popped his head out. He looked at me and said "I think you need this cab more than I do. Why don't you take it?" And he paid his fare- and hopped out- waiting to close the door behind me.

SO KIND.

The Final Countdown

2011-06-10T07:41:00.000-07:00

I started walking today. It felt weird. I will keep putting more weight on the leg over the course of the week and by NEXT FRIDAY I should be crutch free!!!!!

Oddly enough I'm actually slower with the walking... but I'm sure that will change.

Waves of Hawaii from Clark Little

2011-06-03T06:55:00.000-07:00

My uncle just sent me these shots of waves in Hawaii. They are done by the photographer Clark Little who lays in wait in the water for the wave- and catches it 'from the inside out'.

Beautiful.

Dinner recommendations

2011-05-29T19:59:00.000-07:00

If you're ever in NYC I will take you out to a restaurant called 'Stanton Social'. It's one of my favourites- a tapas place with DELICIOUS food.

And if that's not enough: the chef opened up a new place called "Beauty & Essex" on Essex street. And it's EVEN BETTER!

Again it's Tapas and a loungey- bar type feel. But it feels more open than SS- and the food AMAZING.

so let's go. gimme a call.

Progress Update

2011-05-26T07:59:00.001-07:00

The good news: June 7 (if all goes well) I will no longer need to use the ice and continuous motion machine. (yay!)

The not as good news: I will still need crutches for another 2-3 weeks as I start physio therapy. (boo!)

The great news: I can go outside for more than 4 hrs/day. (yay again!)

My Monday Night

2011-05-23T19:06:00.000-07:00

* Breath Again * Heaven * Nothing Compares to U * Against All Odds * I Will Always Love You * Broken Wings * It Must Have Been Love * I Can't Live If Living is Without You * Hard to Say I'm Sorry * Right Here Waiting * Ordinary World * I Want to Know What Love Is * Eleanor Rigby * End of the Road * Hello * Bittersweet Symphony * I miss you * Chasing Cars *

Lest people get the wrong idea- the song selection was courtesy of Youtube 'suggestions'. I picked the first song and the list was off and running. By the end of the run I felt like my 14/24 year old self had just been broken up with, even though I'm not even dating anyone.

And my 35 year old self was left lying listlessly on the couch thinking someone please get me some wine while I hit repeat...

This enforced solitary confinement really is NOT good for me...

Sometimes work = fun

2011-05-22T09:27:00.000-07:00

For the most part I have a fun job. I work in advertising and while there are some challenges, it's not rocket science and we're not averting nuclear disasters. We sell mayonnaise and salad dressing. Not hopes and dreams... just little ways to make your meal better.

And also for the most part I work with a group of talented, fun and GOOD individuals. There are very few people on the team (including extended group) that I don't like.

Friday we had a big meeting, there were about 25 of us in the room, and we were presenting a BIG idea for a 2011 campaign. The team was pretty excited about the idea and had a new way of presenting the material. We kind of acted it out like a scripted consumer journey. It ended up being pretty funny but also a clear and clever way to present versus the old school powerpoint. I'd had a minor fear that it might be too casual... but then I remembered: Advertising- not nuclear science. Right.

Client loved it- it was smiles all around. It was a "Mad Men" moment where we almost broke out the cigars and whiskey. Except that it was 11am. And 2011. So... we all just went about our days...

But it was definitely a fun way to end out the week.

The epitome of lazy = the epitome of awesome

2011-05-15T14:22:00.001-07:00

The shower chair. is. awesome.

As part of my post-surgery life I've had to purchase a chair for the bathtub as I can't stand in the shower on one leg, and I can't soak my leg in a tub. And I still need to be clean. Enter: The shower chair.

You sit while taking the shower. I'd never even entertained the thought before- but now that I've done it - it seems indispensable. No more long 15 minute stands while you're rinsing off. No more achy legs while you are "upright" first thing in the morning. You don't have to stand up to the shower- you bring the shower to you. On your terms.

It's so great. I think it'll be a permanent fixture even after I'm healed up and two legged again.

My knee in pictures

2011-05-11T09:00:00.000-07:00

These are kind of gross- but I think they are cool. I'm fascinated by inner workings of our bodies. I stayed awake for the first half of the surgery (until the saw came out) and the surgeon talked me through all of the thing she was doing (scraping away and cleaning up the cartilage, breaking holes into the bone marrow to allow for blood to escape and form scar tissue etc... fun stuff!)

The first picture is the good side of my cartilage in the knee- looks all shiny and smooth: like an egg.

The second picture is the cartilage that has been ground down and looks more like crab meat that's been feathered/shredded.

There's another picture of cartilage missing. Boring. You can just imagine it.

Finally- here is an x-ray of the knee with the two screws in it. Those look like Philips pan head machine screws? Maybe? Maybe not.

'Jack Sparrow' fr The Lonely Island

2011-05-08T15:27:00.001-07:00

I love these guys. Not sure how to get the video size to fit screen- but you can click on the link to youtube.

(just in case the embedded video doesn't show up- there's a link to the video)

http://youtu.be/GI6CfKcMhjY

My week in pictures

2011-05-06T16:10:00.000-07:00

Prior to leaving for surgery my work family threw me a surprise party including balloons and flowers:

Upon arrival at my 'home away from home' at Elizka's house I was greeted with a beautifully made up room that included balloons and more flowers and butterflies hanging from the ceiling. Best welcome ever:

This is the "continuous motion machine" (there's another official name for it I'm sure) that I have to be strapped into 3x/day for 1.5 hours each time. Fun times:

Friday night my friend Charla was in town and we went for dinner at the wine bar at the base of my building. Actually got dressed up for the first time in 5 days. Even though it was only at the base of my building it was a bit aggressive for me to go out- and I'm now content to hold up in my apartment and have guests come to me:

A symphony of words in 3 parts.

2011-05-04T06:26:00.000-07:00

A very talented friend of mine wrote me this haiku in honor of my knee surgery & journey back to complete physical perfection. I wanted to share it here:

Part Un. Dramatique

Doctor's fevered brow,
"Nurse, scapel, suction, please!"
"She's going to make it!"

Part deux. Denouement.

She rests peacefully.
Having cheated death once more.
Her hinge is now oiled.

Part trois. Reflection.

Sprinting through the park,
Woodland creatures approach her,
To share her sunshine.

Golden mane dancing
As the gentle breeze cools her
She is a vision.

Fin

Lor-you're AWESOME!!! xo

Post surgery love

2011-05-01T16:59:00.000-07:00

I had my knee surgery on Friday and it went well. I was terrified of the post-surgery pain based on stories from various freinds & family but so far so good. Ive been good (!) about taking the percocet when prescribed and the trade off is that I'm just existing in a slightly nausea filled sleepy haze. Like I said- so far so good.

I can't do any physio therapy until the bone heals which is about 6 weeks. But I do have to use this continuous motion machine for 1.5hrs 3x a day. It basically moves my knee for me. Picture to come when I'm not using n iPad.

I also have to use an ice machine 6-8 times a day for 30min. And I have to practice walking around on my crutches every hour.
I'd kind of thought this whole recovery thing would be a cake walk with my friends catering to my every whim but no such luck.

But the catering part is true. I have some amazing friends who have been taking fantastic care of me since I came home from the hospital.
My work family sent me some flowers & cupcakes. My friends had more flowers & balloons waiting for me in my "guest room". They have been feeding me & helping me with all of the machine stuff and most importantly showering me with love and love. And more love. And I don't think that's just the percocet talking.

Mr. Sunshine

2011-04-29T05:55:00.000-07:00

Not to be confused with the TV show of the same name...
I was chatting with a friend the other day about the power of the sun. Actually its come up a few times in the past weeks as winter comes to a close and the spring tries to force it's way through.
At the end of winter people are just grumpy. They are dreaming of 'sun' vacations. They are relentlessly complaining about the cloud and gray and are generally miserable.

And then.
Then comes a sunny day.
The sky is blue and feels full.
The clouds become like cotton candy.
The air is warm and welcoming.

Everyone walks in the streets with a lightness in their step. Freedom becomes a palpable thing as people greet the day with broad smiles and open arms. What a beautiful time.

Random Musing

2011-04-28T08:09:00.000-07:00

I have the BEST friends in the world.

Sarah Wows the Crowd

2011-04-24T14:40:00.001-07:00

I have always wanted to play the piano, but alas did not have the discipline or talent to make it happen. Or did I???
This afternoon a good friend Esther hosted us at her house for a fantastic Easter brunch and I hit the ivory keys.

Check it out.

http://youtu.be/Us1LUsh91Nw

Tibial Tuber-what?

2011-04-17T20:01:00.000-07:00

A week ago I was meant to have surgery... but due to some scheduling conflicts we had to re-schedule for the end of the month. The surgery isn't a big deal but apparently I'll be needing some level of pain medication that requires me to not work for two weeks. Or I may try and end up producing something really interesting...

For the benefit of my parents here are some details of what the procedure:

http://surgicalanimations.co.uk/tibial-tubercle-transfer/

The reason I'm getting the surgery is because I find I can no longer run or do any sort of sustained exercise without my knee swelling up painfully. And after only six months of lethargy I can quickly see a future where I become the mom in "What's Eating Gilbert Grape".

I will have a full leg brace with crutches for 8 weeks. But I should have everything off and be well into physio by the time summer hits. And luckily I have a wealth of good friends in the city who have offered to take care of me while I'm incapacitated.

But I will be looking for good movie and book recos...

Spring Snow

2011-04-07T13:45:00.000-07:00

Calgary. April 2.

I was showing this to some friends of mine, all of whom said things like "how did you grow up in this?" or "What a horrible horrible picture".

Then I shared it with a relatively new friend and she swooned with pleasure. "oh... snow... you're so lucky!" And I KNEW she was a kindred spirit. Though I wasn't properly dressed- and admittedly it's easy for me to appreciate the extended winter when I was leaving it in a day- I LOVED it.

I know I'm crazy to like winter but it was great to have one last little dance with the snow until next year.

Marketing 101

2011-02-12T17:08:00.000-08:00

It's like a window into my world. This is what it looks like when our creative team pitches a new idea.

My Own "If Life Were Like That"

2011-01-29T21:39:00.000-08:00

I've had a silver thumb ring- despite the cheesy notion of a 'thumb ring'- for so long that its now become a part of me. I have had it for over 15 years and never take it off, except to to fidget with it. Which is constantly.

Aside from stud earrings, it's my only piece of jewelry and I'd be quite sad to lose it. I have temporarily misplaced it twice before- and both times we've managed to be reunited.

And tonight? Well tonight started off innocently enough. I went to the East side to meet a friend for dinner. I greeted her at the entrance way off a loud dark wine bar, took my mittens off, put them in my purse and then gave her a hug hello.

About two seconds later I noticed my ring was missing, as it was not there to absently twist. A quick survey in pockets, purse and mittons revealed nothing. A glance around the ground - nothing. I realized I must have left it in the taxi? The previous restaurant? Who knew?

Trying to be a good sport I stopped looking. We sat, ate our meal, finished and went to a movie down the street ("No Strings Attached" also means "No talent hack gets script produced into a very mediocre movie with chemistry-less actors"). After the show we decided to walk for a bit.

We came upon the restaurant again, (you can see where this is going... it's about as predictable as that stupid movie) and decided to peer into the windows one last time given that all of the lights were now on.

I gazed intently.

I saw something. Was it? Something twinkling on the ground? Maybe? I wasn't sure.

With slight encouragement I opened the door and walked in, (they were closed but the doors were still open with the staff mingling up at the front) and the twinkling was... nothing.

But about a foot away from the spot was my ring. Just lying there innocuously on the ground waiting for me to come back and pick it up. The staff cheered.

Lesson here?? LIFE REALLY IS LIKE THAT KIDS. If you lose something valuable and you're meant to have it, it WILL find its way back to you.

Off to China

2010-12-19T20:02:00.001-08:00

This is the first Christmas I won't be with my family - as I'm heading out to China tomorrow for 3 weeks. I'll be doing a volunteer bit with Habitat for Humanity, as well as touring around Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'll try to post a couple of times to share what's happening.

And see everyone in 2011.

Rockefeller 2010

2010-12-06T20:37:00.000-08:00

The tree is UP! I love that in NYC you only need to make the smallest of references to "The tree" and everyone knows exactly what you're talking about.

This year it's a 74ft Norway Spruce from Mahopac, NY. It will be lit up until the week after New Years, when it will be taken down and recycled. Last year the wood was used towards a Habitat for Humanity construction.

There were tons of people out on Sunday night, enjoying the crisp air and lights around Rockefeller Centre. There were people skating, and people shopping, and people just taking it all in.

I was there with my very pregnant friend Sherry and her husband Bryan. I really appreciate that this is a simple pleasure many can do to kick off the season. Not all NY Christmas traditions need to be expensive.

Random Musing

2010-12-05T18:16:00.000-08:00

I used to write this blog with frequency. Then about 8 months ago I suddenly got it into my head that people weren't that interested in what I was writing, as they didn't really care that I hated my new hair cut, or that I went to Newport CT. What changed 8 months ago that made me think that I was suddenly so uninteresting?? I didn't become un-interesting overnight. I was the same level of interesting/non-interesting (depending on your POV) as before.

So why the reluctance to share my ruminations? I mean it's not as though I was writing for you dear reader, as much as I was writing for me.

I don't know what changed but I do know that I miss it...

Perhaps a goal for 2011 will be to start writing again.

Judging the People's Choice Judgey awards

2010-11-13T21:36:00.000-08:00

I have long been aware of the "People's Choice" awards though have paid them little regard. These are the awards that are revealed ahead of time, voted on by the masses, and have no real artistic merit.

However the recipients like to say they are the most important because they are the "people's voice".

I just went online to see the voting (and participate for the first time since I have an American IP address) and I would like to know 2 things:

1. Who the heck are these "people"???? Because the nominees are TERRIBLE! I'm a people. But I'm not these people. I wouldn't classify myself as a people that's the same people who is voting for those people. Each category I reviewed was more or less a vote by process of elimination.
Really- what would you choose between 'best actresses' : Jennifer Aniston, Julia Roberts, and four other equally forgettable and one dimensional actresses (Kristen Stewart anyone? She played a really deep and introspective "Bella"). No one of any actual talent or skill. Tell me: "Would you prefer to have a hunchback for the rest of your life, or a permanent Beiber haircut" (just kidding- I love that kid)

And

2. Who the heck comes up with these categories?! Did you know you could vote on your favourite crime TV Drama main character? Hmm... that's not too specific at all. I'm surprised there aren't 567 categories based upon that level of detail and specificity. I didn't know I could have a favourite "TV doctor in a TV drama" (I'm not joking- that's one of the categories).

So I bow out. I'm not part of the people's choice. I'm not choosing. I'm not a 'people'. I will stick with the Oscars. Though that's also a popularity contest, it's at least voted on by others in the industry- instead of tweens who will vote 40,000 times for Tayler Lautner of "Twilight" in an effort to best "Robert Downey Jr" in the category of "yummiest superhero in a movie adaptation of book or comic featuring supernatural beings born after 1950".

The People Have Spoken

2010-10-28T20:43:00.001-07:00

I haven't lived in Toronto for a couple of years now but I still consider it one of my homes especially as I still have many good friends and family there.

Recently there was a mayoral election and some guy named "Rob Ford" won. I heard him talk on CBC radio the other day and he sounded fairly ignorant. Of course I was influenced by the fact that EVERY SINGLE ONE of the people I know in Toronto voted against him. Never before have I seen such a universal loathing and banding together over said loathing of a politician. (at least at this local of a level).

I wondered how such a universally disliked person could be elected. Then a friend of mine posted a link to an article that showed a map of how each ward voted.

The suburbanites seem to love Ford. The urbanites not so much. All of my friends are the latter.

It's interesting to see such a clear divide. But I guess no different than the blue and red states, but at a micro level.

Do I have a drinking problem?

2010-10-25T19:05:00.000-07:00

I went to see my doctor tonight (her name is "Princess" - how awesome is that?) for a long overdue routine check-up. Part of a check-up is the Q&A so she can understand my habits as they relate to my health:
eg.
- Do you smoke ? (no)
- Do you do have allergies ? (yes. Morphine and sulfa)
- Do you drink ? (WELL....)

So I shared that I drink usually only on weekends (and Wed/Thurs last week) and I might have a few if I go out with my friends.

She was pretty laid back about it and just said "well Sarah, for your optimal health you should really just limit it to one..." I interrupted her (just picture me nodding my head in a resigned sort of way) and said "...per hour. Yes I know. I usually do."

And she laughed and said "No. Per night. One per night."

One per night? Was she kidding me? What kind of Princess Doctor was she?!?!

So. Well then. Perhaps some of us need to start re-evaluating her drinking habits.

Dogs Days of Fall

2010-10-17T10:24:00.001-07:00

Once again I'm reminded of how lucky I am to be living in New York City- and all of the opportunities I'm exposed to. Yes it can be expensive, as my bank account can attest to, but it's also stuff I wouldn't get to do anywhere else and as such I take advantage...

A few weeks ago I went to a pre-season NFL game between the Giants and the New England Patriots. We had VIP passes so we were able to be on field for the warm up.

We were close.
Tom Brady needs to cut his hair.

A few weeks ago I went to an EPIC concert at Yankee Stadium. I can say without hyperbole that it was probably the best concert I'll ever see in my life. Or anyone, ever, will ever see. In addition to the headliners Jay-Z and Eminem, they brought on 5- Cent, Dr. Dre, Kanye West, Drake (Degrassi!), some other rappers I don't know,Chris Martin, and... Beyonce. It was awesome. Though I did leave early to beat the rush on the subway.

I managed to see two Yankee games this fall- including one where they beat the Red Sox. I saw two Broadway shows (thanks Big Al!) including my favourite: Rock of Ages.

Some friends and I also went Apple picking. Ironic that I seem to do the more outdoorsy and nature-y things the further I move away from nature.

Finally I managed to get out to the US Open. It was about 75C and we melted through a tournie where the #4 men's player, Andy Murray, won his game as well as a close match between French player Gael Monfils and some loser. It was some great tennis.

And a great Fall.

Now we head into Winter where I will begin to hibernate. I've already put on the requisite 10lbs to keep me warm... damn Peanut M&Ms...

The Business of Volunteering

2010-10-05T09:23:00.000-07:00

Every couple of years I try to do a volunteer stint in another country so that I can a) ease my conscious about how incredibly selfish and lazy I am the other 51 weeks of the year and
b) see a new part of the world while doing it! (and hence being selfish in my efforts to be not selfish.. but I am selfish... ah- nevermind!)

Anyhow- doing it again this year and I'm going to CHINA with Habitat for Humanity. I put that in all caps because those that know me know that it's not somewhere I'd normally go. I've never expressed an interest in going to China before. But people change. Times change. And the Nepal trip was full.

It's my first year not going home for Christmas, which is sad. But it's going to be an amazing experience, which is exciting.

The reason I'm posting about it is because there is an opportunity for you, my family and friends, to support me in this. Not just emotionally but with $$. Honestly though I'm thinking of those that I normally exchange Christmas prezzies with- maybe this is something you could do instead? I would really appreciate it because even though I'm working I still have to pay for the privilege.

It's easy to donate and any amount helps.

https://www.habitat.org/cd/gv/participant/participant.aspx?pid=93422595

And then you TOO can feel warm fuzzies about yourself, for doing something selfless this season. This season of giving.

Have I laid it on thick enough yet?

Regardless of contributing or not, expect to be subjected to the pictures and stories in the new year !!

The Business of Medicine

2010-10-03T16:25:00.000-07:00

I had my first experience with the American medical system this week and like everything else in this country it's ruled by the almighty dollar. I had suspicions of what I was in for, with the doctor fulfilling my expectations by offering up the most expensive test possible for a swollen knee. I can tell you what's wrong: I'm old. And I ran too hard last week and so my knee protested by swelling up. Take a needle to it- drain it- and let's get on with our day. But no. He suggested I get an MRI- which according to my sister-in-law is the gold standard of x-rays. Yes he'll get an indepth look at my knee issues, but to the tune of $750. But since my insurance covers it- why not?!

Well there is the little matter of unnecessary exposure to intense radiation. UPDATE: There is apparently no ionized radiation with MRIs and they are quite safe. YAY. And spending on my HSA should a real emergency come up (quick: knock on wood).

So we'll see how it goes. I'm talking to the doctor again on Tuesday and I'll try to withstand his aggressive sales pitch (believe me- he was smoother than a car salesman).

I am my Mother part 1

2010-10-01T09:23:00.001-07:00

Yesterday a friend said to me "Sarah you are just like your Mother"- which I took to mean a compliment as I think my Mom is great. However she was referring to my tendency to pretend like everything is fine even when it's not. And in this case it was about my health.
My Mom is notorious about insisting she's "great" even though she's coughing like she has the black lung. The same as I have been protesting "I"m fine" when I'm clearly hobbling on my now 'expanded to two times its normal size' knee.
So I'm going to go and get it examined. And in America that means finding a doctor that accepts my health care and is in my system so I don't have to pay $400 for a consultation.
*Deep breath* It's not fine. I need to be looked at. But I'm sure it WILL be fine. (are you listening Mom?!)

Generation Gap : Are cookies enough to bring us together?

2010-08-09T13:25:00.000-07:00

Here's a question for the masses. We all know that there are several distinct generations fully entrenched in the workforce these days. We have the millenials, Generation X, Baby Boomers... And we all have to work together. Even though we all very different ways and approaches of working. And sometimes, though we may have a common interest, there is conflict.

Here is an example of one such situation.

The setting: A boardroom at an advertising agency in NYC. The room is floor to ceiling glass walls with a sliding door.

The Background: A big work session to develop a 2011 digital strategy with a few senior members of the team. Lunch was brought in so that work could progress through the lunch hour and be efficient/productive etc....

Once the work session ended two members of the team decided to stay in the room and continue working on another project.

The story:

Betty and Harold (not their real names) were sitting at the boardroom hunched over papers deliberating all the intricacies of mayo communication. They are surrounded by the remnants of lunch and have papers spread out everywhere.

The door slides open.

Kip, the intern, pops his head in.

Kip: Hey there! I'm Kip. I just started working here as an intern. I work on x. Who are you and what do you do?

Betty & Harold stop working and look at each other puzzedly before responding.

Harold: Um... I'm a senior planner working on mayo
Betty: And I'm a client. *full stop*

Kip doesn't miss a beat: Oh that's great. Well listen- I'm just going to grab a cookie here. You guys aren't going to eat it are you??

Betty: Uh... no. Help yourself.

Kip: Thanks! Nice to meet you both!

Kip takes his cookie and leaves.

End scene.

Now... Let's debate this. IS THIS APPROPRIATE?!?! Is it suitable for an intern to barge in on a closed door meeting with people he doesn't know so that he can help himself to an afternoon snack?!??!

I say...no. I say I would like to find Kip and teach him what's appropriate and what's not in a professional workplace. But I suspect that Kip would tell me to relax and it's just a cookie.

What say you- good folks of the interweb??

Spot for WWF

2010-07-14T15:59:00.001-07:00

Here is a wonderful spot that won an award at Cannes recently. It's for the WWF- and features a great song by Ben Lee

Eat for Real. For real.

2010-06-10T19:15:00.000-07:00

Having recently packed on the freshman 15 - given that I was new to ... uh... the year 2010 and was eating my way through the first couple of months- I decided to explore some non-traditional weight loss methods. (Only because the idea of 'eating less and moving more' didn't really appeal.)

A good friend of mine, a friend I trust and who has similar tastes and point of view as me, suggested nutrisystem. In fact more than just mentioning it- she was a die hard brand advocate one person selling machine. She also lost loads of lbs and looked great.

Well.. with some research (I grilled her for details) and a craftily placed banner ad that enticed me with "FINAL SALE ON NOW NOW NOW" I decided to check it out.

My reasoning was sound: It's pre-packaged food but so are the lean cusines I frequently consume. I'm not a foodie. I always joke that I wait for the day when we just eat pills... I don't really care about food.

Well guess what I learned about myself? I do care about food. I care about food alot. A considerable amount in fact.

Why is that? Let me tell you. You would care about food too when suddenly your entire diet consisted of a box of 28 days worth of pre-packaged meals you get ALL AT ONCE.

Did I need worry about room in my freezer? oh no friend- not at all. My fridge then - I'm sure I could move stuff around... Nope- NO NEED.

It's 84 MEALS THAT CAN SIT ON YOUR COUNTER FOR 28 DAYS. And I'm not talking about cereal. I'm talking about meat and eggs and cheese!!

When you can joke to your friends that for the 'girls weekend' at the end of July you will bring a bunch of nutrisystem meals, and you could fully bring the food you have right now, on a plane for 8 hours, and it would still be 'edible', that's when you start to care about food.

When the food you're eating is "meat/beans/rice" and the ingredient list on the box is about 37 items long, that's when you start to really care about what you put into your mouth.

When you put the 'meals' you have into the refrigerator not because you have to, but in order to psychologically feel like you're eating something 'fresh', that's a problem.

Little tip for you: "Meatlets" are not real meat.

I think the real reason that people lose weight with nutrisystem is that they have spent so much money on this crap food that they are broke, can't buy real food, don't eat the "food" they instead begin using to fill holes in the walls, and they just starve off the weight.

And so that's where I am now. Drinking wine (I have to stay hydrated) and picking my way through the dry goods in the box. Cereal is cereal... uh... right???

'Lost' Explained by Cats

2010-05-27T15:56:00.000-07:00

I don't even like cats but this made me laugh.

'Lost' Explained by Cats

Want some answers to Lost??

2010-05-25T16:44:00.000-07:00

I love the TV show Lost. Love it. *spoiler alert David* And I'm one of the few that loved the finale- because it tugged at my heart strings- even if it didn't answer ALL of the questions posed throughout the series.... though I didn't realize how many of the (mostly small) questions until I saw this clever little video (which doesn't- btw- even cover everything!)

See more funny videos and funny pictures at CollegeHumor.

West Jet Loveliness

2010-05-20T15:43:00.000-07:00

The Canadian airline West Jet seasonally flies out of & into Newark from May - Sept. I recently flew on this airline to Vancouver.

I love the relaxed casual approach to flying West Jet has. I used to think that flying was serious business and no place for silliness or games. I mean this is our lives we're talking about here!

But given that anyone of us could die at any moments- walking across the street for example- I've realized there is always room for levity and enjoyment.

Another GREAT thing that West Jet offered this time around (aside from their conviviality) was noise reducing ear phones. I have bought $90 NR earphones before- to be bitterly heartbreakingly disappointed. These ones were $10 so I was skeptical.

They are BRILLIANT. I've realized that I'm not actually deaf and am able to reduce the volume by half when walking down the streets of NYC. My iphone earphones just let out too much sound.

The secret to these are that the bud part is made of wood. Literally- it's wood. It's so weird. But the wood absorbs the sound vibrations (insert bad dirty joke here) or something. I don't know how it works. The lady on the plane didn't either. But it does.

One more reason to fly the friendly skies with West Jet. (not their slogan)

Iron Man Poo

2010-05-16T18:43:00.001-07:00

I saw the sequel to Iron Man a week ago.

It. was. terrible.

And if you liked it then you are a terrible person.

(For the record- I loved the first one).

I was with a group of friends, and we all thought it was awful. The acting was wooden and forced. The editing was tres horrific. The music was bad. The action sequences were either TOO unbelievable and mostly squashed together in one section. And the writing was ... well poo.

I would recommend AGAINST going to see it.

Better than the Original

2010-05-14T19:01:00.000-07:00

Here is a link to a video of a kid called Greyson Chance (he was on the Ellen Show yesterday) playing a song originally done by Lady Gaga. And he's awesome. He has mad skills on the piano (do people still say that?!)and can sing. I'd rather listen to this than LG- who is train wreck that assaults my eyes to such a degree that my ears can't hear.

Honestly- why isn't there talent like this on American Idol? What are those producers thinking?!

http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/videogaga/39067/little-lord-gaga-greyson-michael-chances-paparazzi-is-a-web-sensation/

Nothing Tastes As Good As Skinny Feels

2010-05-13T10:53:00.000-07:00

That's a quote from Posh Spice- or maybe Kate Moss (not sure). Regardless- neither of them eat so what do they know about how things taste?

But I keep searching. I keep trying to find something that tastes better.

And I'm not going to give up. I'll find it.

So far Skor blizzards from Dairy Queen are close.

Things I love - or don't

2010-05-11T15:28:00.001-07:00

One of the sub-plots of the TV Show "Sex in the City" was Carrie Bradshaw's obsession with shoes. eg. One episode episode was about how she spent $40,000 on the shoes in her closet. This, in part, spawned an entire generation of people being proud of their 'love' of shoes and desire to spend hundreds, if not thousands of $$$ on footwear.

I will put this on the table right now: just to be controversial. I hate shoes. I just hate them. I wish that I could walk around barefoot or wear the same pair of shoes every single day. Wait- that IS what I do...

What's wrong with me? What girl gene am I missing that I don't labor and obsess over what decorates my feet?! I don't have such 'weaknesses...' (though my closet is still somehow bursting). I guess I do like my converse running shoes... and someone told me today that I can go to their site (converse.com) to build a custom pair.

So maybe I do like shoes. I just prefer the name Chuck Taylor over Jimmy Choo.

I'm back

2010-05-03T18:50:00.000-07:00

April was a weak month. It was a busy month but also a quiet one. By quiet I mean there were not storms of words greg manago swimming around in my head aching to get out. I was quite content to simply observe the world, instead of vocalizing those observations.

The fact that I had a family emergency is also a good excuse for me to not have been writing up a storm.

But now it's the summer greg manago, and the patios are full, the sun is out, the AC is on full blast and the words are starting to pile up.

The only purpose of this post was to give a shout out to greg (oh so subtly) and to mention my friend was walking down Central Park West with Russel Crowe today. Not a bad walk to take.

Excited about the summer...

Thank you

2010-04-27T21:22:00.000-07:00

Recently I was home for a family emergency. My Mom was unexpectedly sick and in the hospital with bacterial pneumonia. (If you are sick and it's been more than a week and you can't breath - GO TO THE DOCTOR!).

It was quite scary as the first couple of days my Mom was sedated, unresponsive, hooked up to a ventilator and in the ICU.

However I have an amazing support system- for which I am very thankful. My work was immediately put on hold- with everyone taking the reigns on my projects so I could focus my attention on my family.

My friends and family rallied around, whether they were in Calgary, Winnipeg, Toronto, NY, UK, Hong Kong, Australia, Korea... prayers, thoughts, love were being sent and expressed from everywhere. I really did appreciate every note, phone call, email, text and message.

And of course the immediate family came together to provide support to each other in a way we hadn't before. (I guess because we'd never needed to).

It's times like this that you really understand the power of humanity.

It's interesting to me, how so much positive can come out of something initially so terrible.

Oh and my Mom is doing much better now- she's out of the ICU and waiting impatiently to get out of the hospital (a great sign!). I think the worst part, the scary part, is over and now we get into the recovery.

The start of a good post but not the finish of one.

2010-04-15T19:51:00.000-07:00

I've been doing a lot of work lately looking for insights into family and the experiences that bring us together. Is it over family dinners? Change: such as the arrival of a new member? The loss of one? Tragedy and triumph? When you have good or exciting news to share?

These are all reasons to rally together, to reach out, to share and celebrate or support.

Here's one of those reasons. I spent Easter with her. She was tons of fun.

Ok- I know this post was lacklustre. It was lacking lust. I'm sorry. I want to keep the doors of communication open but I'm just not feeling the inspiration lately.

Maybe I need some thought starters on things I could write about...

Happy Easter Canada

2010-04-05T20:29:00.001-07:00

Updates to come on my trip to Calgary. I've just been lax on updates because I've been out of town.

Memphis + Graceland = I'm all shook up

2010-03-22T19:12:00.000-07:00

I'd never been to Graceland, or Memphis for that matter. But my Mom is/was a huge fan of Elvis and when I was in Memphis for research recently I decided to extend my stay and drop by. I remember when I was a young girl we went to visit a friend of hers- she had a hat or some sort of something that a friend of a friend had gotten from an Elvis concert- that Elvis himself had worn/owned/touched (I was reaeeealy young- hence the fuzzy memories).

This is the sort of passion that this man incites. I didn't appreciate his impact. The breadth of his work. How he has influenced and shaped modern day music and pop culture. For a man that never toured off of US soil- it's phenomenal he is one of the top selling artists- right behind the Beatles and ahead of Michael Jackson with hundreds of million albums sold. Keeping in mind a record goes gold when it has sold 1,000,000 copies. He has 100's of those. On top of this he did about 30 hit movies. A point of comparison? Leo DiCaprio has less than 30 under his belt.

Let's tour his home shall we?

The one thing that struck me about the main house is how small it was. We weren't allowed upstairs as that was Elvis' private area when he was alive. The main level was 5 main rooms, with the basement housing 3- with very low ceilings. He lived in the house for 22 years. I have to tell you- from the outside it was a stately southern colonial home, from the inside it was hideous. Like really seriously ugly. This was a house decorated by a man with a lot of money at the peak of the disastrous decade known as the 70s. Fascinating.

You're greeted at the entrance by what once was a grand lobby and staircase- I'm not lying when I say that I have a friend in Calgary, Alberta who has a house with a grander front entrance.

Next to the foyer is the main living room- in all of it's white and gaudy glory.

Beside his fancy dining room was the home's 'hotbed' - the kitchen.

"Down in the jungle room"- you had to go up a stairway that was wall/ceiling/floor green shag carpet to get to the jungle room.

The room where he used to play pool with his buddies was in the basement. It was literally covered floor/ceiling and wall with this pink/red paisley fabric. Where does the couch start and the ceiling/floor end?

He has a couple of gold and platinum records. TCB indeed.

I didn't really give Elvis much thought before seeing his home & estate. But now I count myself among the millions who call themselves fans. I'm going to have to ask my Mom again what sort of garment/thing we saw when I was younger.

This will change your life

2010-03-19T10:31:00.000-07:00

A little tip :
When you go to hi-five someone else you should look at their elbow. And they should look at yours. And you will NEVER MISS.

Think of it- never again will you have the embarrassment of by passing that waiting hand, and slapping dead air. The blush that creeps up when you both look away and laugh about it -then try to forget it ever happened.

You will be hi-fiving everyone. Your friends, your colleagues, strangers on the street. You'll be hosting hi-fiving parties (ok- maybe not and if you are then you are a loser).

But really- for this little portion of your life this tip will be very helpful.

Go on, spread the word.

Purple Rain

2010-03-13T20:36:00.000-08:00

When I was in Guatemala it was the rainy season. It would rain everyday at around 2pm- a torrential downpour that would flood the streets. It was like the heavens opened up and poured buckets of water down- for about 20 minutes- and then it would stop. Like a dam in the sky had slammed shut. The gutters would be full and people would be drenched. But then in an hours time under the hot sun things would dry up.

It's raining like that in New York city. Only we're into day 2. Accompanied by gale force winds that rattle cars as they're driving. I walked 6 blocks to the gym today and my pants were soaked from the sideways rain.

I suppose this is what it's like in Hurricane territory. But I kind of love the weather extremes, because I'm fortunate enough to still have power, not drive a car, and be able to stay in my cozy, sturdy, little apartment.

If anything it's the perfect excuse to stay home and read or watch movies. So maybe I don't want it to stop. I'd like it to stay until Monday morning. Then please clear up so that I can walk to work wearing my purple hunter rainboots and splash in the puddles like I'm 6.

Making a Difference

2010-03-08T15:59:00.000-08:00

I've recently learned about an organization in Canada that provides scholarships to disadvantaged people for professional post-secondary education (such as engineering, law, medicine etc).

It was a very interesting concept to me, as I'd never thought about assistance for minority or low income students beyond University. I felt like that in itself was an accomplishment. Here's someone who overcame obstacles, worked hard, and triumphed. They have a degree- well done. It's still a story of success and who wants more than that right?

But why? Why couldn't or shouldn't that person go on to even higher education? Just because I never had such aspirations (sorry Mom!) doesn't mean that everyone shouldn't have the opportunity to realize their ultimate potential. And if the desire is there I'd hate to think of someone not being able to pursue it.

Maybe you feel the same way. And maybe you want to learn more about this organization. And maybe you want to contribute to their scholarship fund.

Maybe. (I'm going to make it easier for you to learn/read/donate by putting a link right here. Just click through. See how easy that was?)

Cape Scholarship

Meet Monty

2010-03-07T09:43:00.001-08:00

Every year for Christmas my stepDad gets my Mom a piece of folk art. It's my favourite part of the morning as you never know what crazy thing he's going to come up with. We've got polar bears, penguins, ducks and one year a giraffe. His name is Jerome.

When Jerome first arrived we were all a bit shocked- he was 5 feet tall and carved of wood. But he soon found a home in the kitchen nook and has been there ever since. He's a great talking piece.

Yesterday I went to Pier 1 for an area rug- but instead fell in love with my own 5ft tall giraffe. My home is far too small to have a piece of art like this- I barely have enough floor space for furniture- but he came home with me anyway. He's black instead of brown. He's metal instead of wood. And his name is Monty.

Burning the Midnight Oil

2010-03-04T18:10:00.001-08:00

It was my second year at Ogilvy. I was a fresh young innocent who had my whole life in front of me. I remember working late with my colleagues (and now good friends) Leigh and Eric. We were clustered around my desk laughing about something when my boss strolled in. She paused, and adopted a very proud expression: "Look at you guys... burning the midnight oil!".

It was 6:30PM.

Fast forward a few years (no need to call out how many) and I find myself again at the office, surrounded by take out boxes of poorly prepared Thai. I'm in a new city, a little less innocent, but with the same company, and again sitting with a bunch of colleagues, "burning the midnight oil".

Only it's nearing 10pm. And we'll be here later still.

Maybe I should move back to Calgary...

Go Canada - UPDATE

2010-02-28T06:39:00.000-08:00

Today I'm reminded of a Sunday 8 years ago... in 2002. I met a friend at a bar called "Shanks" in the West side of Calgary- to watch the gold medal game between the US and Canada. We were there at 9am for a 12pm game. And we had to wait in line for an hour to get in.

We watched the game on screens that covered the entire wall, surrounded by hundreds of people wearing red. Every time we scored the place would erupt in cheers. There was so much passion and love in the room. Especially when we won 5-3. I remember singing the National anthem with 300 of my newest closest friends and being so proud.

I'd imagine it's no different today as Canada once again goes up against the US for the gold medal. Only this time we're on home soil- in Vancouver.

The difference for me is that I'm not. I'm in the states. In a country where hockey is a second rated sport. But it's the Olympics- and the Americans will still want to win. Luckily I'll be watching the game at a bar in the Lower East Side that caters to Canadians. So there'll be a mix of cheering. I'm sure it'll be tense and heated. And I'm hopeful that the outcome will be the same- with the bar coming together to sing the CANADIAN national anthem, bound together by our love for our home and native land.

UPDATE: We won. : )

It's my birthday

2010-02-25T20:48:00.001-08:00

Cupcakes, friends, phone calls, Olympic hockey, more out of town friends, singing and balloons. Finished off with dinner at Rosa Mexicana.

It was a wonderful birthday.

I would write something more insightful or clever but am not feeling that inspired lately.

But I will say that I very much felt loved on my birthday- so was and am very thankful.

In this picture I'm wearing the Olympic mittens that my friends Barb and Olga gave me- which was an AWESOME surprise!!!

Old Spice Commercial

2010-02-16T20:45:00.000-08:00

This is a GOOD AD. Good casting. Good copy. Good branding. It's appealing. It's engaging and entertaining and memorable. Brilliant.

LOST Theories

2010-02-10T20:41:00.000-08:00

I think that the TV show Lost is like the book "Life of Pi" . The island is actually a metaphor representing the story of loss and redemption.

Season 6 is now going to be like the last chapter of Pi where we are shown the events we've just read/watched on the island- in real life- through the 'sideways' storyline.

We'll see how the characters are actually brought together, evolve and how they find redemption.

There is also an interesting theory I've been told- about how life will only truly happen once- with a bunch of other iterations being incomplete and imperfect progress. And the sideways story is the perfect iteration and thus final stage of life for the main characters.

ahhhh- so much to think about !!!!

One Week of Sun & Snow

2010-02-07T18:40:00.000-08:00

This past week was a busy one as I spent the first part in LA for a photo shoot, the middle part in NY and the last part in Utah for a skiing trip.

I'd never been to LA before and while it was a good experience, I really think I'm not a West Coast person. Everything feels kind of washed out and bland. Everything looks the same, and is covered in stucco. Having said that, I'll admit that it was nice to go biking along Venice beach and to run outside in capris in January.

What was interesting was Venice Beach. In addition to the crazies that we saw along the boardwalk, we walked along the beautiful canals in the neighbourhood. I didn't know they existed, but it makes sense that's where the name "Venice Beach" came from.

After a quick trip home I headed to Park City, Utah with my friends Rose and Esther for a ski weekend.

I'd never been before, and thus far had been underwhelmed with the skiing in the states. This, of course, being that I grew up an hour outside of the Rockie Mountains and some of the best skiing in the world.

Well these were the same mountains, just farther south, and I was not disappointed. I preferred Park City to the Canyons (for anyone venturing out there) but that might be because we had fresh snow and the conditions were awesome.

The trip was not without fault though, as Rose seemed to be a beacon for tragedy. She started out the trip with a bout of random stomach flu and missed the first day on the hill. She was ready for the second day, and about 2 hours in she caught an edge and fell hard. She broke her clavicle in two places- seriously broke it.

The plus side to this is that for Apres Ski (she was bandaged up and pumped full of drugs by then) she was a hot target and the guys were literally stopping by our table all night.

Both experiences fun. Both very different. I am glad to have gone, but also happy to be home.

On-line all the time

2010-02-02T15:22:00.000-08:00

I'm glad that I'm still not so cynical and jaded as to not get excited or amazed by the thought of being online 39000ft in the air.

Which I am right now. (Right above Kansas)

It's a bit of a mixed bag as the plane was the only place left really where one was completely cut off from communicating with the outside world (other than the deep wilds of Algonquin Park!) and now that has been taken away.

BUT the upside is that I can use my time productively and instead of watching bad movies, finish some work that is desperately needed before heading off to Utah tomorrow afternoon.

LA Bound

2010-01-30T05:23:00.000-08:00

Off to LA this morning. I've never been. Last time I was in California was just before Christmas and unfortunately I was sick when I was traveling. This time though- I'm sick again and it sucks. I want to curl up in a ball and sleep for the next two days.

I know - poor me. At least I'm leaving -12C and heading to 20C.

Not sure what to do when I'm there. Venice beach? Rodeo drive? Curl up in a ball in my hotel room and sleep for two days? Ah yes- that last one sounds delightful.

What am I running from?

2010-01-25T20:07:00.000-08:00

Early winter a friend of mine asked a bunch of us to join her for a half marathon in Miami next weekend. I started to train for it but took on too much too soon and ended up hurting my back.

After a few weeks off I started up again but not as intense, and not enough to be able to run next Sunday.

However I am still in 'training' and trying to push myself within reasonable boundaries. So on Sunday I decided to tackle a 10k and run the perimeter of Central Park.

It was hard.

I'm not going to lie to you.

And I stopped every couple of kilometers to walk for a minute.

And at one point I think I saw a child who was taking his first steps pass me I was going so slowly.

But I did it. And next time it won't be so hard. And I might even run more than 10k.

Weekend Update

2010-01-18T19:16:00.000-08:00

I had a busy fun filled and packed long weekend. Friday was my friend John's birthday, Saturday was a productive trip to Target followed by Korean food in New Jersey. Sunday found me at a brunch, a dinner and the movie "It's Complicated" (good) and then the Golden Globes at a friend's.

Today I watched Avatar in 3D IMAX. I'd seen it with Stefan in Winnipeg in 2D and I have to say having seen both- I don't know why they even produced it in 2D (I mean I know logically why) but the movie jumps from a 7/10 in 2D to an amazing spectacular 15/10 in 3D. It's awesome.

Then I went for a run out in Central Park - thought I ran a 5 min kilometer for 5K until I went to 'mapmyrun.com" - my newest favourite site. It dispelled my notions that I suddenly was back up to my peak running speed by letting me know I'd only run 4.5km. Still- a 5.5min/km is not bad.

Back to work tomorrow.

This is Rose on the rooftop- it was pitch black out (2am) but for some reason the sky looked dawn-y. I got this new camera for Christmas (thanks Mom and Cliff!) but it's a new version of my old camera... and I have no idea how to use it!

Invictus vs garbage not worth seeing

2010-01-14T07:04:00.000-08:00

I have a question for the world (or "People of Earth" as Conan would say).

WHY in the world would a movie like "The Ugly Truth" starring a no talent hack like Katherine Heigel, make $89 million in it's domestic gross, while a movie like "Invictus" - starring Morgan Freeman and Matt Damon in brilliant performances, made only $34 million?

I went to see it last night with a friend (She's the BEST person to go to movies with because she just gets into it and you enjoy the movie that much more), with relatively low expectations as I'd heard not such great things. However I was, while not blown away, thoroughly moved. I would even hazard to say that I loved it. I'd even recommend it.

But what does that say about our society that a movie telling a touching story of a country coming together before the world- triumphing over the WORST adversity - does so badly, while a movie about a stupid girl acting stupidly makes almost $100 million.

It's shameful.

Black is White. Up is Down.

2010-01-13T14:55:00.001-08:00

What the eff is going on?

Recently there have been a barrage of break-ups in the relationships surrounding me. And these aren't dating relationships, but serious ones. Marriages, long-term partnerships, co-habitations. Long term relationships imploding. Or dissolving quietly away.

The one thing in common is that they were all shocking and unexpected. Solid, strong, real relationships between two mature wonderful people- that just didn't end up working out. Heartbreaking.

And reinforcing the belief that you just never know what goes on behind closed doors. You just don't know.

Monkeys Monkeys Monkeys!

2010-01-11T09:31:00.000-08:00

Before Olivia was born I gave her a little stuffed monkey. It was small and cute and super soft.

This quickly became her favourite toy- and it's now permanently attached to her. She actually gets upset if they take it away to 'bath'- which gets done quite often.

I love that my little contribution to her childhood will prove to be a pivotal one (much like my own childhood toy "rascal") and I don't want to lose that. The family was a bit worried that Monkey wouldn't make it through O's childhood as he's already a bit ragged so auntie Sarah went online to find more.

Though I do think O is a genius child I'm pretty sure she can't read yet- so feel confident writing about having to come up with 'back up' monkeys should anything happen to the original.

Deceptive? Yes. Necessary? Perhaps. Although I wonder if I would have been able to tell the difference to Rascal if anyone had tried to pull the old switcharoo on me back in the day...

UPDATE:
So I guess she is a genius baby. Apparently my sister-in-law was reading my post on the computer and O climbed into her lap to see what she was looking at. She saw the picture of the monkeys and pointed at it- the climbed down to look for the original. Such a clever little girl.

Human Contact

2010-01-05T19:50:00.000-08:00

A good friend of mine made a keen observation the other day. An observation that, while I didn't like, I agree with.

She and her husband had called me to meet up with them to go to a movie. I didn't answer the phone- because I hate using the phone. He didn't leave a message as I openly pride myself on not listening to voicemail (case in point: I just listened to a message on Sunday from my brother that had been recorded Dec 15th).
I found out later that they'd gone to a movie and had wanted me to come.

"Why didn't you text?" I asked. "Why didn't you answer your phone or call us back?" they answered. (trying to prove a point)

However I'd text them to get together after the movie at a local pub. She replied at 1am saying she hadn't checked her phone. She later made the comment : "I was out with a bunch of friends having fun. Why would I check my phone to see if there are other things happening? I was paying attention to the people I was with."

And while I don't like it, that's the comment I agree with. She had chosen to be present in her immediate surroundings and not pay attention to that elusive "other" friend reaching out via bb/email/text/insert social media option here. And while there are those (me) that say technology helps people communicate better or more often I do recognize there are limitations or drawbacks.

How many times have you been affronted that your current company keeps a blackberry on the table during dinner? Or they check their text while you're talking to them? Is your company not good enough? Are you not engaging/entertaining enough? What is so freaking important that they can't put their bb down for an hour or two- and enjoy the company in front of them? Or sometimes when you do communicate via text, the correct meaning doesn't come across?

Now the counter argument is that we have these new methods of communication- which create new habits and behaviours. There is a large (maybe younger?) percentage of the population who are bred on these new methods and for whom it is the new norm to talk via twitter. To converse only via text.

And who is to say that the earlier adopter (me) is the one who should change her behaviour (stop texting) because others are holding onto the 'old ways' and not willing to jump on the train?! Does it come down to who is the most stubborn?

But maybe there is a halfway to meet? I can't give up texting altogether, nor do I want to. But perhaps I can pick up the phone a bit more often. And perhaps I can put away the blackberry when I'm out with friends- showing them that I value their company just as much as the person on the other end of the text.

I made one of my resolutions/goals to reach out via phone more. Though it's form of contact some may perceive as archaic, I admit that it still trumps the electronic contact in many ways. Though I'm still not listening to voicemail.

Movie Reviews

2010-01-03T19:45:00.000-08:00

I've been to a few movies this holiday season. And have some thoughts about movies I haven't seen. Here they are:

Avatar - go and see it in 3D. As a 2D movie it's visually stunning but not blow your mind unbelievable. And the storyline is just so-so.

The Blindside - Sandra Bullock steps into the skin of a southern woman and she's fantastic. You even manage to forget it's Sandra Bullock. The story is heart warming and thoughtful and well told.

Sherlock Holmes - Guy Ritchie is a very, very good storyteller. The movie is visually rich and interesting. The acting interaction is fun to watch. The mystery is mildly captivating. But I forgot about the movie 5 minutes after walking out of the theatre.

Up in the Air - review to come

New Moon - soooo bad. But Team Jacob all the way.

Nine - Heard it's really good and want to see it. I loved "Chicago" which bodes well.

Invictus - I really wanted to see it. But I heard so many bad reviews that I ended up not going. I was disappointed at the thought of it being bad and didn't want those fears to become realized.

It's Complicated - Does anyone else feel like they saw the entire movie in the trailers?

Resolutions Schmesolutions. Let's talk goals.

2010-01-03T19:20:00.001-08:00

I've never been much of a resolutions person, which is a complete and total lie as I like to make resolutions, and break resolutions, all the time. Not just for the new year, but on my birthday, on anniversaries, on random Tuesdays. I like to write lists in my journal and forget about them five minutes later only to make the same resolutions a month later in some new format.

This year I thought I'd cleverly disguise my resolutions as 'goals' and that I'd publish them in order to create some semblance of accountability. The three people that read my blog can keep me honest and ask me how I'm doing on accomplishing my goals. I'm going to categorize them in terms of professional, personal, and financial.
Here we go.

Professional
--> I would like to make peace with Mrs. P. For some reason she doesn't love me and I need to sort that out.
--> Take a digital course & ramp up those skills
--> Establish a track record of pre-8:30am start time at least 3x a week

Financial
--> Save 15% of my net pay in a savings account
--> Save 10% of my net pay in long term investment
--> Be eligible for a credit card in this freaking country

Personal
--> Go on one date a month (how this gets set up I HAVE NO IDEA- WOULD LOVE SOME IDEAS PLEASE!!) And yes I do realize that this might seem pathetically small to some, it's still a giant leap from where I am currently
--> Do I dare say lose that last 10lbs?
--> Run a half marathon sometime in the year
--> Make PHONE CALLS and stop relying so much on text/email

Alright 2010. I'm ready for you. Let's play ball.

New Year Celebrations

2010-01-03T19:00:00.000-08:00

Most who know me know that I'm not a big fan of New Year's Eve parties. I've come home from dinner and a movie before midnight before. I've booked flights so that I celebrate in the air.

To be honest- my best new years where when I was a kid with my parents and brothers. We would listen to the top 100 on the radio, eat cheese & crackers plates and stay up til just past midnight. At midnight we would stand on the front door and shout out Happy New Year to all of our neighbours who were doing the same. We were kids, it was simple, and it was fun.

Now that I live in NYC people have asked if I would stay here and go to Times Square. I've heard it's much like everything else in NYC where there are a million people and you need to show up hours in advance in order to get a good view. Given I don't care all that much I was just as content to stay in Toronto and catch up with some old friends.

Here we are trying to do model pose but I couldn't keep a straight face.

This time I nailed the model pose, right down to the wan pale look. (I actually had a guy come up to me at the end of the night - I'd just met him- and tell me that "for the record I preferred you with your hair down." Looking at this picture I can kind of see why!!)

I then continued the celebrations in NYC Jan 2 with a dinner out with some new(er) friends.

Both a bit lower key and both lots of fun. It was more about catching up and sharing stories than getting drunk and being ridiculous (because let's face it, I do that most of the year anyhow!).

What does joy look like?

2009-12-25T19:55:00.000-08:00

This. And this.

Definitely this.

Prayers

2009-12-23T21:52:00.000-08:00

I was having a conversation with my friend today about the power of prayer. For some the word "Prayer" can be a turn off but they still find comfort in 'positive thoughts' or 'positive vibes' being shared. Yes prayer is to a higher power and asking for intervention or strength/peace etc. But sometimes just the idea that someone is thinking about you and wanting good for you can be a powerful thing.

I only bring this up because my Grandma fell ill tonight and has been taken to the hospital. It's likely just an infection, but she's older and not well so an infection can take a turn for worse. So I ask for your thoughts/prayers/well wishes that what may be may be.

Canuck Christmas Part 2

2009-12-22T05:42:00.000-08:00

Every year at Christmas time my oldest girlfriends have a potluck dinner/reunion (I bring wine). Josephine and I have been friends since we were four with the rest of us forming friendships throughout elementary, junior high and high school.

Though we are all living across Canada and the US now and don't keep in touch as often as we'd like, we still try to get together at least once a year to catch up and see each others' beautiful faces.

There are 8 of us and this year we were only missing Jen and Heather. We missed you guys!!!! (ps. The reason I looked so schlumpy while my friends were looking good is because I came directly from the ski hill!).

Canadian Christmas Part 1

2009-12-21T08:11:00.000-08:00

One of the benefits of living in Calgary is that you are 1 hour away from the Rocky Mountains, perfect for hiking, camping and skiing. Of course when I lived here I didn't take advantage of that- and though I learned to ski as a teenager, I took an 8 year hiatus from the sport.

Now that I've moved to NY (??) I've stared skiing again and for Christmas I thought I'd engage my friends/family to see if they wanted to "hit the slopes".

Yesterday we went to Nakiska for the day. It's not as good of a hill as Sunshine or Lake Louise, but it's also only an hour out and much more manageable for the first time of the season skiing.

It was a beautiful, awesome day with great skiing. The only (minor) downside is that it was freezing cold, though it was only -10C. And I was not dressed properly even though I looked like this:

Here is my aunt Shawnee skiing against the backdrop of the Rockies.

This is my aunt Claire, uncle Al and me ready to go down the hill.

New York Hasn't Changed Me!

2009-12-17T19:14:00.000-08:00

I was at a shoot earlier this week. We were doing a commercial featuring an American celebrity chef- "Tyler Florence". Won't go into details because I don't want to give anything away before the campaign launches. However here we are after the shoot getting a picture together. Tyler is in centre. And I'm the New York asshole to his left who couldn't get off the phone for 1 minute to take a picture. (I was on a conference call and they dragged me in).

To be fair, we did get a picture without the phone and decided to take one with - just to make fun of me. I'm not that brutal (yet!)

Running Progress

2009-12-16T10:05:00.000-08:00

It's not going well.

I haven't run for two weeks.

I had back problems (because I'm an old lady) and decided to give myself time off to repair. Then I went away. Then I went away again. Then I got sick. meow excuses meow.

Clearly I'm not committed.

I will run tomorrow night and see how it goes. I didn't ever get past 6 miles (though I need to hit 13) so we'll see how much I've lost in the last two weeks.

Only 7 weeks to go and I'm a little bit scared.

Maybe I'll make it to Miami, do the fun run (5k) and just cheer my friends on.

Busy Little Elves

2009-12-07T19:30:00.000-08:00

Last week I decorated my own apartment.
This week I decorated my Grandma's apartment.*

We both have wall hangings.

We both have trees.

We both have love and festive cheer courtesy of J.Samuels (my Mom!).

*Posting these pics to prove to my Mom that I actually did what she asked!

Cramped quarters

2009-12-07T19:26:00.000-08:00

One thing about visiting the rellies is that they want to hear about NY and the details of my life. This time around they wanted to hear about the new apartment. (Of course they do. They are my relatives. They care about me. They are interested- or at the very least act interested.)

No one can quite believe how small my apartment is. It's roughly the same size as my Grandma's private room in her new home. Life goes full circle and all that....

Though I haven't got pictures of the apartment here is a picture of Olivia practicing to live in a NYC apartment with a cave-like sleeping loft like mine.

In the Lane, Snow is Glistening

2009-12-07T17:49:00.000-08:00

All of the winter stereotypes for Canada came to fruition this weekend. This made me happy as I miss the snow and it doesn't appear very often in NYC.

This is Day One in Moncton after 8 inches. Unlike Toronto or Calgary this is a city that knows how to handle snow.

I was using a hockey stick to help Jen take the snow off the car.

This is Day 2 with the blue skies. It was so beautiful. It really does feel like Christmas when everything is blanketed in white.

Bad Men

2009-12-02T19:29:00.000-08:00

What is the deal with the show "Mad Men"?? It's gotten all of these awards and rave reviews. I bought season 1 (very cheap) on it's reputation alone and I have to tell you... not impressed.

They smoke ALOT. But that's not acting.

Yes the 60s references are interesting (no seat belts, kids playing with plastic bags over their heads) but not compelling. And while the behaviour might seem outrageous "Look at us- we have 3 martini lunches!" - the "women are stupid" joke gets old pretty fast.

And January Jones is a HORRIFIC actor. So bad I was yelling at my computer screen "YOU ARE A TERRIBLE ACTRESS!! HOW DO YOU HAVE A JOB?!" last night...

So I guess it did generate a passionate reaction from me. That's something right?

It's beginning to look a lot like...

2009-11-29T19:06:00.000-08:00

Please excuse the poor quality of the photographs. This is what you get with 'mood lighting' and an iphone. However it captures what it needs- and that is a festively decorated space.

Here are the lights on the windows. The keen eye will notice the wall hanging on the left, and the Santa on the dresser. The tree on the windowsill is one I've had since I was about 8.

And here is a new addition for 2009- a sequin Christmas tree. I thought that if I wasn't going to have a real tree I might as well have the fakest most fakey fake and fabulous tree ever. And its' sheer glitz eliminates any need for decorations! (This isn't the actual placement of the tree in the apartment- but for picture taking purposes it was the best backdrop.)

A purpose to Precious

2009-11-28T21:37:00.000-08:00

A friend of mine said, in response to my previous post, that a movie like 'Precious' is meant to bridge the gap when you can't empathize with situations or characters such as those portrayed in the movie "Precious".

Though that is not your life, you are given some insight and knowledge for how those people might feel and react in such scenarios- and can then appreciate their point of view.

So it's okay if I don't empathize- that's the job of the movie.

I appreciate that. (And coincidentally it's the same friend who doesn't go to see movies with a hard luck tale... funny that!).

Dissecting my impression of the movie "Precious"

2009-11-27T14:02:00.000-08:00

I have a friend who won't go and see movies that are anything but entertainment. If it has a tension, or profiles a historical situation that is not uplifting and/or fun she won't go. Examples would be "Shindler's List", or "Hotel Rwanda". I respect her opinion even if I don't share it. She goes to the movies to escape and these types of stories obviously do not meet that end.

I went to go and see the movie "Precious" last night. This movie fell into the category of "I should see" vs "I want to see". The 'should see' movies are those that are brilliantly written, well acted and usually telling a troubling hard luck story. Precious was no different.

The difference with this movie is that it was so incredibly hard to watch I actually sat there wondering how my life was better from having experienced it. Yes the storytelling was complex and compelling. Yes the acting was superb. And yes the direction was risky and creative.

Yet it was such a horrible God-awful story of human suffering and pain on an individual level that I wonder why I would recommend it to anyone. I suppose there was the triumph at the end- meant to be uplifting and empowering. But did I feel hope at the end? Not really. What purpose did telling such a story serve?

Perhaps the reason it didn't personally resonate with me and why I didn't feel connected to the triumph is because I couldn't empathize with that type of suffering. I couldn't put myself in the heroine's shoes. It was just so far removed from my sphere of existence that I couldn't fathom or appreciate the journey.

I'm still thinking about it though. So perhaps my exploration is not finished. And my appreciation of the movie is still to come.

Shades of Grey

2009-11-20T19:04:00.000-08:00

What is the difference between love and infatuation? (For the record, I'm in neither, but I got to thinking about it while watching the news tonight profiling the hundreds of girls screaming their 'love' for Jacob/Edward).

The difference is time. And perception. And behaviour.

The dictionary says that infatuation is:

--> A foolish, unreasoning, or extravagant passion or attraction.
--> An object of extravagant, short-lived passion.

So it's short-lived. Foolish. Yet they also say : See Synonyms at love.

I think we all start at the stage of infatuation which then evolves into love, or goes away. They aren't different things. They are different stages of the same emotion, with love being further along the continuum. The same colour but different shades. Perhaps you reach it after you truly know the person, and know who you are with that person- and accept and still adore both.

And it's manifest in your behaviour.

The person who stalks a celebrity and fancies themselves in love with them really believes it. Is that any different than 'real love'? It's real to them right? But if you really love that someone you unselfishly consider their needs and wants as well as your own. Ideally those needs & wants align with yours...so you both win. The unselfish-ness demonstrates true love. While selfish, extravagant behaviour accompanies infatuation.

Maybe.

Heavy thoughts stemming from some screaming 'twi-hards'.

New Moon

2009-11-19T11:55:00.000-08:00

It's that time again- the return of the Twilight saga to theatres. At this time last year I was watching (and re-watching) the movie "Twilight" over Thanksgiving long weekend. Loving it and hating myself for loving it.

We are now on book 2: 'New Moon'. And the sheer chaos surrounding this movie is amazing. I was talking with a girl tonight about this phenomenon and its' source. She and I have both read, and enjoyed, all of the books. We are both WELL out of our teen years *ahem* so it's not as though it resonates... but we still got sucked in.

People compare the books to Harry Potter. And while I will say the anticipation and popularity is similar, the quality and mass appeal are not. Twilight definitely has a more razor sharp focused target- even considering the twi-moms or whatever you call them. The quality of the writing is no where near the same- with J.K. Rowling being a much more talented and skilled author. But Twilight does have a simple style that, while not clever, or terribly intelligent, is still entertaining.

What follows has been discussed a billion times and are not new thoughts. But let's review the appeal as it pertains to the young girl shall we??

1. Angst: It's main character, Bella, is so brutally sad and pathetic (esp in book 2) that if you are not a pre-teen girl you want to beat her head into a brick wall. But for the younger set- they completely relate to and 'get' the angst and anguish of this lost soul. Remember at that age: EVERYTHING WAS LIFE AND DEATH.

2. Safety: Being a young girl is scary. You have all of these hormones and emotions and you don't know what to do with them. You like boys- and you want them to like you. You want to be cool and grown-up but you're not. It's a fine balance for a couple of years. Vampire dude in the books is the PERFECT PRE-TEEN MAN. He's desperately in love with Bella- but unable to have a physical relationship with her. So she can have everything she wants- sweet words and utterly devoted love- with none of the pressure for stuff she's not ready for.

3. Triumph of the Underdog : We're all insecure (okay not all of us- but lots of us) and nothing is worse than feeling like you're not good enough for a guy you love. Bella is described as plain. Awkward. Simple. Not the cheerleader. Not super attractive. Clumsy- not athletic. Shy- not funny. If she can get the hottest guy in school- then maybe there's hope for all of us.

Not this weekend, but maybe when the frenzy dies a bit- I will go see the movie. I will think of it as an intellectual study of the behaviour of our younger generation- an anthropological expedition if you will... and I will remember and re-live what it was like for me at that age- to be so desperately in love with love. And I suspect I will hate myself for loving it just as much this time around!

My New Challenge

2009-11-17T17:34:00.000-08:00

Six (6!!) years ago I did a half-marathon in Calgary. That was back when I was a "runner". I used to run with my friend Leigh or Scott 4-5 times a week. I used to run an 8 min mile. I used to run 45-60 minutes each time I went out and I used to cap my outdoor running temperature at -18C.

You will have noticed a lot of "used to"'s in that paragraph.

Upon moving to Toronto I kind of gave up the running as I was spoiled with all of the paths in Calgary and the lack of such areas to run in Toronto. I also worked a hell of a lot more- and just didn't have time.

So I stopped running and started drinking and gained 15lbs. It was a win-win situation.

Needless to say I've missed it. I've missed the stress relief and all of the zillion health benefits that come with running.

And now? Well I'm in NY. Where it's busier, and I'm working more than ever. BUT. But - I live a block away from Central Park. And I belong to one of the nicest gyms I've ever belonged to.

And I have a friend who is a runner (a real runner) who asked a bunch of us if we wanted to do a marathon with her in Miami in January. So I said yes. Not for the full marathon- but I did sign up for the half.

I'm 'running' again. I've slipped to a 10min mile so it's more like jogging. And I'm getting winded at 30 minutes in. And I miss my old running partners Leigh and Scott. But I'm doing it and am so happy!!!

Will keep you posted on the progress. For now I'm hoping to just finish the half in an un-embarrassing time but hopefully as my 'training' progresses I'll actually set a time goal for myself.

Hello. Is it me you're looking for?

2009-11-15T20:16:00.001-08:00

There are a lot of people in NY

2009-11-14T11:21:00.000-08:00

Remember I tried to go to the Yankee parade?? Well once again I seriously did not appreciate the sheer volume of people that are in NYC. And I couldn't even get close to Broadway.

How America Sees the World

2009-11-06T10:23:00.001-08:00

Try not to be offended if you're one of the rest of the 5.7 billion people in the world. But it is funny.

One thing to note on this map is that Africa is not even on it. I'm quite sure that is on purpose.

It's Friday

2009-11-06T05:47:00.000-08:00

And quite possibly a really really great Friday (though I am trying to manage my expectations).

First of all I was at work by 8am. For those that know me- that's a big deal. That's early, which = productive.

Why so early?? Well because I'm taking a couple of hours during the day to go to the Yankee parade up Broadway. You might have heard they won the World Series (!!) and today there is a ticker tape parade to celebrate. If that isn't NYC then I don't know what is. Look how excited O is by it!

Next on the agenda, my friend Kristina is coming into town for an impromptu visit.

And to finish off the day (and likely into tomorrow) is a birthday/disco party. Exclusive event with fab people, and I'm going to have Farrah Fawcett hair.

I keep saying pictures to come but let's be honest...without a camera that's hard for me to do. But we'll see... maybe it's going to be the type of day where pictures are best not taken... : )

(For the record I want to say that I tried to write a post sans parenthesis... but it didn't happen. I did edit a couple out but it was just not possible to have a post without sidebar comments from me to me).