W – Weekend
Oh what a weekend. As I mentioned in my last post, this weekend is the Annual Apple Blossom Festival in my neck of the woods. And, I can attest, it has been a fantastic weekend.
V – Valley
I live in the Annapolis VALLEY and this weekend is the 87th Annual Apple Blossom Festival. Which means, there are fireworks and a parade, and a fair, and tons of bands and dances and music and food and drink. And lots of people. Lots and lots of people. It’s basically a homecoming for us. I’m excited.
Last night it snowed. And it snowed a lot. At least it snowed at Honey Boo Boo’s. It came down fast and heavy and covered the ground and the trees with a fierceness and a beauty that only December can bring.
And now it’s Sunday evening and it is raining – heavy and wet and mixed with ice. Rain that is coming down so fast and heavy with its own fierceness, I can hear it beating off the window. Weather that seemingly only Nova Scotia can bring.
And I’m pissed! I was all set to go to a community Christmas Tree lightening tonight with my BFF and her little one. My first tree lighting/community anything in a very long time. In fact, I was more than set. I was there. I parked just on the outskirts of town, all bundled up, and I walked to the centre where the “show” was supposed to happen. It had just started a bit of freezing rain when I left and I had my umbrella in hand, but I didn’t expect the down pour that’s happening outside right now. Let’s just say it’s a good thing I brought it.
Once Spanky and her mini-me and family arrived, we were told that the tree lighting happened a half hour before. Uh, what? It was supposed to happen at 6pm! But those mofos lit that damn tree up at 5:30. Grrr.
So, since it was raining, there was no point in standing around in the cold and damp, we said our goodbyes and I declined a drive back out of town to my car. I wanted the walk, regardless of the weather. And since I missed a tree lighting, I decides to take a picture of the decorated lawn trees I passed on my way in and out of town.
Ah well…It was a short 40 minute adventure that I rather enjoyed.
I was sick a lot when I was little. I was in and out of the hospital – usually with pneumonia – and I missed out on a lot of things.
I remember one year I was supposed to go outdoors ice skating with my Brownies group. But I was sick again and not able to go.
I am pretty sure I whined about that excursion quite a bit because one weekend, right around Christmas, my dad packed me up and took me to a pond (just off the highway connector) so that I could skate. It wasn’t as much fun as being with a bunch of my Brownie friends, and we weren’t out for long, but I remember it well. I slid and slided and skated over that ice like I was a ballerina – even in my snowsuit (Nova Scotia winters are cold y’all) – the shine from the sun my spotlight. And then it was time to go.
And every time I pass that pond, usually with ducks sitting in it or cows grazing around it, I think of my skating excursion.
A Yellow Coat
I have been wanting that yellow leather jacket from Buffy the Vampire Slayer since I was 15. But I’ve also been on the hunt for a yellow winter coat for a good 10 years now too.
And I’m not super picky…as long it’s the right color of yellow and is long enough to cover my butt, and looks good….I’ll be happy.
Think Faith Hill in her Stealing Kisses video….
Remember – butt and neck need to be warm.
Okay, not my real boyfriend. It’s my Blair-gives-me-permission-just-like-Rachel-gave-Ross-permission-in-that-episode-of-Friends-with-Isabella-Rossellini-pretend-boyfriend.
Today is Cole Hauser’s 40th Birthday.
This guy who I’ve fantasized over since I was 15.
And I haven’t been 15 in a very, very long time (*ahem* although I am still claiming I’m 23 so, y’know, just for shits and giggles let’s all keep that between us, shall we?).
And the first thing I saw him in (when I was 15) was School Ties when he looked like this:
I’ve supported his career since day 1 – which included (Tanya R., I’m soooo sorry to admit this/disappoint you) boycotting FRIENDS (oh, the horror!) because it was up against Cole’s show High Incident and I really wanted the ratings to pull through. I did my best, Cole. I.Did.My.Best.
I’ve watched his “Dinner for Five” appearance a dozen times (which, frankly, was a great little show and you should YouTube the episodes)….the Rory Cochrane story at the end of the episode is hilarious! – check it out: .
And I was super elated to find out he was in Halifax – a mere hour away from me – this past fall filming The Lizzie Borden Chronicles. How I did not know this information BEFOREHAND pissed me off….Blair and Stephanie (who has been by my side since School Ties) did their best to console me. Clearly, I was devastated but here’s hoping he comes back to Nova Scotia to
make it up to me film again.
Now that I’ve professed my undying and long-lasting love for this guy (one of the longest relationships I’ve ever had), here’s to wishing him a happy birthday.
Man! Time is flying by. It’s hard to believe we’re at the end of May (especially here in Nova Scotia where most of this last week has been C.O.L.D!)….it’s been a busy month and, with classes and the gym, studying and fulfilling maid-of-honor duties and writing my exam last week, I’ve had no time to myself. Until last night where I FINALLY got to lay on my couch like a butt and watch a movie. First time in a very long time and I loved it. *le sigh*
Anyway, back to carrying on with my Find It in Everything theme, I was at the gym the other night and using my old buddy the Smith Machine and something caught my eye….I’m surprised I hadn’t noticed it before:
I guess I really am finding it in everything. 🙂
So, it’s been snowing here in Nova Scotia for nearly 3 weeks straight. It’s ridiculously cold – and not just to me, the girl who has her space heater on in the summer, but to everyone. It’s -18 (and -30 with the wind chill). And we’re under blizzard warning for tonight and tomorrow. Ugh. Effing Winter! And the worst news is that we still have 3-4 months left of this. *sad face*
And to make cold matters worse, the heating was broken in my office today and the AC stuck on. Picture this lady not happy. I wore my winter coat, scarf, hat and boots all day at work. Then, after 6 hours in, we left and I went and picked up some sushi and am chillin’ (literally) before my classes tonight. Thank goodness for my workouts this evening, I think it’s the only way I’ll heat up.
So yeah, back to the weather – snow, snow, major freezing rain/ice storm, snow, snow, more snow, more freezing rain…you getting the picture? Here, let me show you what it looked like Christmas morning:
It’s all very pretty, but damn it’s cold! And slick. And slippery. And did I mention cold??? Brr!! Allow me to reiterate: BRRRRRR!!!!
Thank goodness for Christmas gifts of fleecy PJs and fuzzy socks. And let me be the first to admit I AM NOT ABOVE wrapping my feet in plastic bags to ensure my socks don’t get wet in my boots. I will take whatever measures necessary to stay warm and dry and I am on the countdown to Spring and thawing out.
Wishing you all a warm start to the New Year.
I really should have (wanted to) posted this in October, prior to Halloween to go along with my spooky blogs but I
forgot became extremely busy. So you’re in luck because I’m posting this now.
Years ago when I was shacked up with my ex, we moved my TV into the bedroom and put his TV in the living room because it was bigger and newer. One night, after the TV had been in our home for a while, I woke up to noise. I jumped out of bed and sure enough the TV was blaring out in the living room. I woke up Butthead (yeah, I think that’s what I’ll call him) thinking maybe he had set some timer or something but he had no idea so we turned the TV off and went back to sleep.
A few days later the same thing happened. Middle of the night, Sandy is sound asleep and *BAM* the TV is screeching out in the living room. WTF? Butthead and I tried to figure out if there was some sort of reverse timer on it akin to the “sleep” timer for the TV to turn on but neither of us had ever heard of that before and we couldn’t find anything with the remote or menu. After this had been happening for several months – either with the TV turning on in the middle of the night or me coming home from work to the TV on and loud I just assumed that I was being haunted by the ghosts of TV shows past. And although it freaked the hell out of me, I sort of just got used to it.
But one night while Butthead was away and I was alone and half asleep I heard it happen – I heard the TV start up so I jumped out of bed, ran into the living room and threw on the lights and looked on to a scene similar to this:
Our asshole cat was jumping to the top of the TV and reclining. And unbeknownst to us, there were ADDITIONAL ON/OFF/VOLUME buttons on the top of the TV. We had no idea. There were buttons in the front and we thought that was it. So, our haunting was merely the result of a badass kitty lounging somewhere she did not belong.
It’s funny now. Actually, it was funny then and believe me, I sure did breathe a sigh of relief knowing that I was not being haunted by shows that had been put to rest – or anyone/thing else for that matter.