I'm having a lazy day. Last night I got sick after a few glasses of wine last night and I still feel crappy today. Not fun. Therefore I spent the morning in bed, Skyping with Josh. It's funny how with Skype we've managed to do everyday things. Like on Thursday night I ended up drinking wine and having an awesome time with him and his friend Ian. The next morning wasn't so much fun though. I forgot how much I hate being hungover.
The furnace in the house I live in is INSANE. I'm always cold, but holy, I'm boiling! It's going to be a good winter then!
Now I'm getting some new music, and I am largely disappointed. I got some Dragonette, AFI and Metric. So far the Metric is good, the AFI makes me want to puke more. To the point that I gave up picking which songs I want on my iPod, because the answer is NONE. Dragonette is alright. But seriously, what is happening with new music today? When I was younger I'd spend the day searching for new music and actually yield some results, but I'm coming up with nothing here. Feel free to offer any suggestions, dear readers.
Love,
Annalee.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Stop it
I've noticed that a lot of my Canadian friends spend a lot of time bitching about Americans. I think I need to speak up here, as the girlfriend of a very lovely American, who is just so far from the stereotype everyone goes off on.
I have to say I bought into these things too, but Josh said one thing that changed my entire perspective. He said that 51 per cent of Americans are the die-hard Republicans, the tea partiers, and the stereotypes. But the other 49 per cent are just like all of us up here in Canada.
I met such an amazing bunch of people in Josh's friends. I feel like I fit in right away. I really hate seeing the American trashing on Facebook, because it is so not true to what I have seen. Travelling through the U.S., people were friendly and helpful. Yea we saw the simple redneck types, I remember one town in Wyoming in particular that Josh and I giggled our way through. But no one cared that I was from Canada. People were interested. They asked questions when they found out I was from the north. I even had one woman (who's husband is a Canadian) ask me to pronounce certain words for her. She'd laugh, I sipped my wine, and we all walked away respecting each other and enjoying the conversation.
Also, the myth that Americans are not educated is ridiculous. A lot of that one comes from people who have not stepped outside of a high school education themselves. Sorry guys.
I just think it's stupid to sit around casting an entire country full of people into one category. Those of you doing the trashing obviously haven't figured out that hey, media is biased! This comes from a reporter, too. What sells in newspapers is the insane tea party philosophy and anti-health care fanatics. What doesn't sell is amazing, happy and friendly Americans, like Josh, his friends and family. I think Josh's 51/49 ratio might even be off, but he is the expert I suppose!
So please stop it. You're all making yourselves sound stupid. Besides a few expectations of cliched Canadiana and the odd giggle when I say eh, I have never been welcomed so warmly by a group of people in my entire life.
Love,
Annalee, a Canadian very much in love with an American.
I have to say I bought into these things too, but Josh said one thing that changed my entire perspective. He said that 51 per cent of Americans are the die-hard Republicans, the tea partiers, and the stereotypes. But the other 49 per cent are just like all of us up here in Canada.
I met such an amazing bunch of people in Josh's friends. I feel like I fit in right away. I really hate seeing the American trashing on Facebook, because it is so not true to what I have seen. Travelling through the U.S., people were friendly and helpful. Yea we saw the simple redneck types, I remember one town in Wyoming in particular that Josh and I giggled our way through. But no one cared that I was from Canada. People were interested. They asked questions when they found out I was from the north. I even had one woman (who's husband is a Canadian) ask me to pronounce certain words for her. She'd laugh, I sipped my wine, and we all walked away respecting each other and enjoying the conversation.
Also, the myth that Americans are not educated is ridiculous. A lot of that one comes from people who have not stepped outside of a high school education themselves. Sorry guys.
I just think it's stupid to sit around casting an entire country full of people into one category. Those of you doing the trashing obviously haven't figured out that hey, media is biased! This comes from a reporter, too. What sells in newspapers is the insane tea party philosophy and anti-health care fanatics. What doesn't sell is amazing, happy and friendly Americans, like Josh, his friends and family. I think Josh's 51/49 ratio might even be off, but he is the expert I suppose!
So please stop it. You're all making yourselves sound stupid. Besides a few expectations of cliched Canadiana and the odd giggle when I say eh, I have never been welcomed so warmly by a group of people in my entire life.
Love,
Annalee, a Canadian very much in love with an American.
Kick Ass
Ah the food rationing has begun. I am allocating myself one half of a bagel in the morning, a sandwich at lunch, and if I absolutely must, I have three fruit cups and a granola bar to be dispersed in between. Today I went without, I'm pretty proud. Then I am allowed dinner, with a hunk of chicken, and I have about two portions of instant mashed potatos left, and a little bit of broccoli to last till the 3rd. Stay living with your parents people, they may piss you off but at least they will always have tasty vittles in the fridge for you.
My head is in a cloud this week for some reason. I had to ask Cameron how to spell "steep", and had several retarded moments where my foot was stuck in my mouth today. But the paper got sent out, and hopefully my ridiculousness will not show through.The paper is great this week though. It's almost all pictures, that I took! I have a two page spread from the rodeo, plus a 1,000 word story with another half page of photos, plus a two page spread of photos from the Robson Valley Music Festival. Then I filled a half page wth photos from a gymnastics practice today. I felt like I didn't write a lot, but looking at what I put out I did pretty good. What I did write was really long. I did more than one 1,000 worder. I guess I kicked ass a bit this week.
A bunch of photos didn't make it in this week, believe it or not with my fourty billion spreads, so here's a few. The photos are unedited, forgive the darkness of the rodeo ones:
Inside the salmon.
Love,
Annalee.
My head is in a cloud this week for some reason. I had to ask Cameron how to spell "steep", and had several retarded moments where my foot was stuck in my mouth today. But the paper got sent out, and hopefully my ridiculousness will not show through.The paper is great this week though. It's almost all pictures, that I took! I have a two page spread from the rodeo, plus a 1,000 word story with another half page of photos, plus a two page spread of photos from the Robson Valley Music Festival. Then I filled a half page wth photos from a gymnastics practice today. I felt like I didn't write a lot, but looking at what I put out I did pretty good. What I did write was really long. I did more than one 1,000 worder. I guess I kicked ass a bit this week.
A bunch of photos didn't make it in this week, believe it or not with my fourty billion spreads, so here's a few. The photos are unedited, forgive the darkness of the rodeo ones:
Inside the salmon.Love,
Annalee.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Move over Gordo
On Thursday I am possibly taking my most exciting photograph yet. Move over Gordon Campbell (who I interviewed last year). Lance Armstrong is taking your place.
Not that my interview with the premier was that great. I had no reason to interview him but they offered a time slot with him and I therefore was obligated. It was an election formality. Looking back now I wish I would have asked him a few more questions, such as, "Why aren't you informing the Kimberley media off your trip there?" and other issues surrounding the closure of the hospital.
But Lance Armstrong is the most famous person I'll have contact with. I'm sure I won't be able to actually meet him, but still very cool. I'll let you know how it goes. I expect a media circus -- the Edmonton Journal is sponsoring it and CTV news has been advertising it on TV. I am prepared to use my tallness and elbows for this assignment.
Love,
Annalee.
Not that my interview with the premier was that great. I had no reason to interview him but they offered a time slot with him and I therefore was obligated. It was an election formality. Looking back now I wish I would have asked him a few more questions, such as, "Why aren't you informing the Kimberley media off your trip there?" and other issues surrounding the closure of the hospital.
But Lance Armstrong is the most famous person I'll have contact with. I'm sure I won't be able to actually meet him, but still very cool. I'll let you know how it goes. I expect a media circus -- the Edmonton Journal is sponsoring it and CTV news has been advertising it on TV. I am prepared to use my tallness and elbows for this assignment.
Love,
Annalee.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Sleep, hippies and an anniversary
I climbed inside of a gigantic salmon today to chill with some kids, after chasing around some bats, frogs and butterflies. The music was great. Folksie, acoustic and melodic. The smell of nag champa was sweet and almost burned into the wool each person had clamped around their body to keep out the cold. The rain however did not stay out of the wool, and some people created makeshift ponchos out of garbage bags. They were happy. A.k.a. I spent my day at the hippy-fest that is the Robson Valley Music Festival. I'll put some pictures up later on of the salmon. It was pretty rad.
As described, it was cold. I discovered I only left one mitten in my car after the Yukon Quest, when I last was in my car in weather cold enough for mittens. I guess I was premature in putting them away. I didn't know that while driving to Jasper you went through a time-warp that transfered me back into the Yukon.
Today is Josh and I's six month anniversary. I can't wait to get to six more, and then after that six more, and more and more.
Me and Josh in Whitehorse in February.
Us in Arches National Park in Juneish. Turns out underneath that beard was one hell of a catch.
Back to the nag champa, I really love the smell of it, but I just can't buy any incense that smells like it because I don't want people to get the wrong idea and think I'm a hippy. I also don't want Montana thinking I'm a hippy and setting up hippy traps (ie. sharp objects left on the floor pointy side up so that hippys, who don't wear shoes or socks, step on them) because I'm sure it hurts even with socks on.
I am nearly onto a peanut butter and jam diet. I do have dinner supplies, but all other meals are PBJs or grilled cheese, and I'm running out of cheese slices fast. This is going to be a slim couple weeks. Turns out I may have to work Labour Day so the little plan brewing in my brain to sneak home for the long weekend has been destroyed. Oh well. I can't afford it either and I need to go to Phoenix instead. I can't wait!
Anyway, it's 10:29 and I should be on my way to bed. Although this morning I had a lovely sleep. It's weird how my weekend sleeps differ from my weekday sleeps. On the weekend I sleep soundly, fall asleep right away and wake up naturally. During the week I toss and turn and can't fall asleep till well after 1 or 2 a.m. Then I wake up jolted by my alarm, overtired and pissed off. I guess because on the weekend I have nothing to wake up for. Or it's because 9 a.m. is a godawful early time to go to work for a person like me.
I'll continue with my napping regimen till I crack the code of my sleep habits.
Love,
Annalee.
As described, it was cold. I discovered I only left one mitten in my car after the Yukon Quest, when I last was in my car in weather cold enough for mittens. I guess I was premature in putting them away. I didn't know that while driving to Jasper you went through a time-warp that transfered me back into the Yukon.
Today is Josh and I's six month anniversary. I can't wait to get to six more, and then after that six more, and more and more.
Me and Josh in Whitehorse in February.
Us in Arches National Park in Juneish. Turns out underneath that beard was one hell of a catch.Back to the nag champa, I really love the smell of it, but I just can't buy any incense that smells like it because I don't want people to get the wrong idea and think I'm a hippy. I also don't want Montana thinking I'm a hippy and setting up hippy traps (ie. sharp objects left on the floor pointy side up so that hippys, who don't wear shoes or socks, step on them) because I'm sure it hurts even with socks on.
I am nearly onto a peanut butter and jam diet. I do have dinner supplies, but all other meals are PBJs or grilled cheese, and I'm running out of cheese slices fast. This is going to be a slim couple weeks. Turns out I may have to work Labour Day so the little plan brewing in my brain to sneak home for the long weekend has been destroyed. Oh well. I can't afford it either and I need to go to Phoenix instead. I can't wait!
Anyway, it's 10:29 and I should be on my way to bed. Although this morning I had a lovely sleep. It's weird how my weekend sleeps differ from my weekday sleeps. On the weekend I sleep soundly, fall asleep right away and wake up naturally. During the week I toss and turn and can't fall asleep till well after 1 or 2 a.m. Then I wake up jolted by my alarm, overtired and pissed off. I guess because on the weekend I have nothing to wake up for. Or it's because 9 a.m. is a godawful early time to go to work for a person like me.
I'll continue with my napping regimen till I crack the code of my sleep habits.
Love,
Annalee.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Can I play?
I covered the kid's thing at the rodeo today. They got pony rides, and cotton candy, and face painting and roping lessons....all this made me think. Why can't I join in? I'm still a five year old at heart, really!
So this weekend has left me realizing I am 22. It usually takes me a month or so to realize I have in fact aged a year. I have also realized I miss my horse immensely (as previously mentioned). The last thing I have discovered is that I love my relationship, and I've never been happier in that way. I sure do wish I could see him though.
I broke down and spent $12 on some bread, butter and a bag of chips and dip. I know I know, I picked the most expensive option for my binging. I told myself this too, but there's one thing about me I can't control, and that's my stupid junk food cravings. I also discovered the creme egg chocolate bar has come to Canada. FINALLY! We saw them in London two years ago, and we lamented the fact that the Creme Egg is not available year round. I think I have discussed at length my love of Creme Eggs, so I won't go there. What I can say, is that I am pretty damn excited.
It's a damn good thing I don't have any money to buy more. Mmm mmm!
I've had a very violent day actually, thinking about it now. There's been a 48 Hours Mystery marathon on, and I've watched like, four eppies. In between that I've watched several eppies of Dexter. I think I'm destined to be a court reporter, but I'm sketchy about the law side of that. Also the fact that court stories seem to get reporters into trouble all the time, and I really prefer to be a peaceful journalist. Perhaps I should apply for a job with 48 Hours. Hehehe.
Anyway. I'm full of chips, and kind of feel like going to bed. It's almost midnight. I have to go to the Robson Valley Music Festival tomorrow. It should be a good day. I think I havea few photos to put up from the past weekish.
The whistle stop wedding. A fun story I got to do!
A near worker's comp situation.
These pictures didn't run because the background sucked and I had better shots,
but the Flatland BMX was really cool. This is Chris Pergentile.
Love,
Annalee.
So this weekend has left me realizing I am 22. It usually takes me a month or so to realize I have in fact aged a year. I have also realized I miss my horse immensely (as previously mentioned). The last thing I have discovered is that I love my relationship, and I've never been happier in that way. I sure do wish I could see him though.
I broke down and spent $12 on some bread, butter and a bag of chips and dip. I know I know, I picked the most expensive option for my binging. I told myself this too, but there's one thing about me I can't control, and that's my stupid junk food cravings. I also discovered the creme egg chocolate bar has come to Canada. FINALLY! We saw them in London two years ago, and we lamented the fact that the Creme Egg is not available year round. I think I have discussed at length my love of Creme Eggs, so I won't go there. What I can say, is that I am pretty damn excited.
It's a damn good thing I don't have any money to buy more. Mmm mmm!
I've had a very violent day actually, thinking about it now. There's been a 48 Hours Mystery marathon on, and I've watched like, four eppies. In between that I've watched several eppies of Dexter. I think I'm destined to be a court reporter, but I'm sketchy about the law side of that. Also the fact that court stories seem to get reporters into trouble all the time, and I really prefer to be a peaceful journalist. Perhaps I should apply for a job with 48 Hours. Hehehe.
Anyway. I'm full of chips, and kind of feel like going to bed. It's almost midnight. I have to go to the Robson Valley Music Festival tomorrow. It should be a good day. I think I havea few photos to put up from the past weekish.
The whistle stop wedding. A fun story I got to do!
A near worker's comp situation.
These pictures didn't run because the background sucked and I had better shots,but the Flatland BMX was really cool. This is Chris Pergentile.
Annalee.
Friday, August 20, 2010
Mittens
It's mitten weather here in Jasper. Since I woke up this morning the weather has improved from 5 C to 10 C. The smoke from B.C.'s five billion fires is blocking out the sun and destroying my summer. Thanks jerks.
I got a call from Dad last night. He was surprised to find I was struggling to put my pjs on while holding the phone with the other side. He asked why I was putting my pjs on and I was like uh, Dad, it's 10:30! He was a little tipsy and chatty. We talked for awhile. I miss him. He's having a big garage sale this weekend, hopefully cleaning out the barn!
I took photos at the rodeo last night. After my photography lesson I got some awesome photos of the bucking horses. While I hate rodeo sports, I do love being around horses in any capacity. The barrel racing made me miss my horse so much. I really wish I could board him here. I mentioned that to Dad and he asked me how much it would cost and got a little excited, but it just isn't financially feasible for either of us. I wish my horsey was around so I had something to do.
With the weather so cold I guess my weekend is going to be all work no fun. Although my assignments this weekend kinda rock. I have the rodeo, and the Robson Valley Music Festival in Dunster. It should be great. Hopefully I can post some photos one of these days, but check out the Fitzhugh for my stuff this week.
Love,
Annalee.
I got a call from Dad last night. He was surprised to find I was struggling to put my pjs on while holding the phone with the other side. He asked why I was putting my pjs on and I was like uh, Dad, it's 10:30! He was a little tipsy and chatty. We talked for awhile. I miss him. He's having a big garage sale this weekend, hopefully cleaning out the barn!
I took photos at the rodeo last night. After my photography lesson I got some awesome photos of the bucking horses. While I hate rodeo sports, I do love being around horses in any capacity. The barrel racing made me miss my horse so much. I really wish I could board him here. I mentioned that to Dad and he asked me how much it would cost and got a little excited, but it just isn't financially feasible for either of us. I wish my horsey was around so I had something to do.
With the weather so cold I guess my weekend is going to be all work no fun. Although my assignments this weekend kinda rock. I have the rodeo, and the Robson Valley Music Festival in Dunster. It should be great. Hopefully I can post some photos one of these days, but check out the Fitzhugh for my stuff this week.Love,
Annalee.
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