I created this for my blog today. Very neat! Hope to figure out a way to do a few more,
since I like words and all.
Eeeek, my foot just passed completely out while figuring out how to post this without screwing with my formatting. Tingle tingle!
Love,
Annalee.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Party Mama
I have a few hours till I have to take off to the Grave Mistakes Show, or maybe not. They are opening. Sigh. I should go soon.
I'm watching this absolutely terrible Party Mamas show, where this sickening woman is planning a $30,000 birthday party for her 9 year old son. I can't believe what people will spend their money on! Give me some of that cheddah! She even has a guy who does up her belt for her, a personal stylist. He put her in jeans, a pink and green argyle shirt and a tacky silver belt. I could have done that shit. Let me be your stylist!
I made myself birthday lasagna today. The recipe is here. I of course added two more cloves of garlic (With my 23rd birthday approaching I have decided the biggest lesson I've learned is that you should never, ever listen to the conservative requests for garlic that recipes encourage. Always triple it, at least), artichokes, a tub of cottage cheese, more mozza and parmesan and scallops. Yummm!!
Anyway, Better go get my shit together and head to work.
Love,
Annalee.
I'm watching this absolutely terrible Party Mamas show, where this sickening woman is planning a $30,000 birthday party for her 9 year old son. I can't believe what people will spend their money on! Give me some of that cheddah! She even has a guy who does up her belt for her, a personal stylist. He put her in jeans, a pink and green argyle shirt and a tacky silver belt. I could have done that shit. Let me be your stylist!
I made myself birthday lasagna today. The recipe is here. I of course added two more cloves of garlic (With my 23rd birthday approaching I have decided the biggest lesson I've learned is that you should never, ever listen to the conservative requests for garlic that recipes encourage. Always triple it, at least), artichokes, a tub of cottage cheese, more mozza and parmesan and scallops. Yummm!!
Anyway, Better go get my shit together and head to work.
Love,
Annalee.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Polish and nature
I thought I pulled a muscle today, while recoiling in fear from a swarming wasp. I was out on the side deck painting my toe nails. It didn't occur to me that nail polish and nature do not go well. I did a less than perfect job, but that's how I roll.
I woke up around 10, and stayed in bed till noon. It was nice to have a day where I had no where to go, no where to be. I felt a bit lost, however. I walked up to the Community Garden, where our remarkable growth has become a bit of a talking point. Everyone can't believe us first time gardeners have like, the best garden. Everything is growing now! We have beans, peas, tons of garlic. The potatoes are growing like crazy. Some people haven't even planted yet! I can't wait to start eating stuff. The lettuce should be first, then maybe those beans. Mmmm, mmm!
Grow like the wind! Little lettuce plants!
After the garden, I set up the basket chair thingy on the deck and listened to some acoustic Against Me while painting my nails. It got chilly, so I went outside and cooked myself a very nutritionless dinner of stuffed cordon bleu chicken breast and Kraft dinner. My roommate poked fun at me, and I shot back that I am extremely poor and rationing food.
I'm looking forward to the summer a lot. Since kayaking with Josh I really want to get into it more. I priced out a new one, they start around $500 -- $700 with a paddle and life jacket and tax. Maybe I can get my hands on a used one, or else just rent this season. Renting is probably the best option for me at this point. Finding a kayaking partner -- now that is the other challenge.
There's another effing mosquito in my room. I chased him out. This is going to be a long and very itchy summer thanks to my landlords. I could really use a freaking screen. Hopefully on payday I can find something at Home Hardware to rig something up.
I covered a gymkhana yesterday in Hinton. It made me miss Blackberry so much. There were some gorgeous paints kicking ass at barrels and pole bending. I always loved pole bending, and so did Blackie.
I'm getting pretty sleepy. Josh was on Skype a few hours ago, he couldn't get to sleep after only getting about seven hours total while in Vegas. Looks like he finally got there, he eventually signed off. I miss him really badly today. Time for bed for me too, now that I'm talking about him sleeping!!
Love,
Annalee.
I woke up around 10, and stayed in bed till noon. It was nice to have a day where I had no where to go, no where to be. I felt a bit lost, however. I walked up to the Community Garden, where our remarkable growth has become a bit of a talking point. Everyone can't believe us first time gardeners have like, the best garden. Everything is growing now! We have beans, peas, tons of garlic. The potatoes are growing like crazy. Some people haven't even planted yet! I can't wait to start eating stuff. The lettuce should be first, then maybe those beans. Mmmm, mmm!
Grow like the wind! Little lettuce plants!
After the garden, I set up the basket chair thingy on the deck and listened to some acoustic Against Me while painting my nails. It got chilly, so I went outside and cooked myself a very nutritionless dinner of stuffed cordon bleu chicken breast and Kraft dinner. My roommate poked fun at me, and I shot back that I am extremely poor and rationing food.
I'm looking forward to the summer a lot. Since kayaking with Josh I really want to get into it more. I priced out a new one, they start around $500 -- $700 with a paddle and life jacket and tax. Maybe I can get my hands on a used one, or else just rent this season. Renting is probably the best option for me at this point. Finding a kayaking partner -- now that is the other challenge.
There's another effing mosquito in my room. I chased him out. This is going to be a long and very itchy summer thanks to my landlords. I could really use a freaking screen. Hopefully on payday I can find something at Home Hardware to rig something up.
I covered a gymkhana yesterday in Hinton. It made me miss Blackberry so much. There were some gorgeous paints kicking ass at barrels and pole bending. I always loved pole bending, and so did Blackie.
I'm getting pretty sleepy. Josh was on Skype a few hours ago, he couldn't get to sleep after only getting about seven hours total while in Vegas. Looks like he finally got there, he eventually signed off. I miss him really badly today. Time for bed for me too, now that I'm talking about him sleeping!!
Love,
Annalee.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Heading to the nook
Sigh...I have an afternoon off. Being a workaholic, I always find myself having to do something, anything! To fill the time. So my day has been mapped out. I made an enchilada-like thingy for lunch. Put a deer roast in the slow cooker with mushroom soup, onion soup mix and assorted other ingredients (here, if you want to try it out. It's a great recipe for a deer roast, and it's stuff I usually have lying around the house). Now I'm sitting down to eat, and then I have many, many other plans.
Mostly, they all involve doing anything to avoid cleaning my room, but I just need to do it. I need my stretchy exercise pants cleaned so I can get back to the gym, so I guess I'll at least get that done. I want to make mint Nanaimo bars, and read in the nook on the deck that Jordan created while I was gone. Our comfy chair that I always say is like getting a hug is out on the side deck, along with a few flowers and my strawberry and raspberry plants. The sun is there most of the afternoon. It's a perfect spot.
My beloved strawberries in the nook, growing!
I have no more news, really. I wrote yesterday, but I'm determined to keep this blog going again this time. I'll post my progress on the bars, and maybe some photos and a recipe. Better get to the laundry! I was watching MASH, but they seem to have screwed up and played the same one twice. Stupid History channel.
Love,
Annalee.
Mostly, they all involve doing anything to avoid cleaning my room, but I just need to do it. I need my stretchy exercise pants cleaned so I can get back to the gym, so I guess I'll at least get that done. I want to make mint Nanaimo bars, and read in the nook on the deck that Jordan created while I was gone. Our comfy chair that I always say is like getting a hug is out on the side deck, along with a few flowers and my strawberry and raspberry plants. The sun is there most of the afternoon. It's a perfect spot.
My beloved strawberries in the nook, growing!
I have no more news, really. I wrote yesterday, but I'm determined to keep this blog going again this time. I'll post my progress on the bars, and maybe some photos and a recipe. Better get to the laundry! I was watching MASH, but they seem to have screwed up and played the same one twice. Stupid History channel.
Love,
Annalee.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Nothing productive
Alright, so I haven't posted since January, and I was informed by my boyfriend that he eagerly checks for a new post every week. A little bit of extra curricular, non-work related writing never hurt anyone -- especially a journalist. I'll do another re-vamp of the blog, and get to it.
So, as per my last, very, very ancient post, I was moving into the Bonhomme Street house. I am in fact all moved in, and I have moved to a new room. This week I got back (at 3 a.m., I will add) on Sunday from a trip to Florida. When I finally put my tired-ass to bed, I got a whopping five or so hours of sleep before my alarm clock didn't go off, and I abruptly woke and stumbled off to work. A few hours later, I noticed I was itchy all over my legs, and discovered I was covered in bug bites. Blast! The little buggers had moved into my room over my vacation through my lack of screened window, and had one of their own. The next night (last night) I got eaten again, and woke up this morning with more bites.
The problem is, I haven't actually seen a single mosquito in here. Usually they buzz around your ear. stay tuned -- I will find the nibbling culprit, and I hope for the love of sweet Jesus that it is just mosquitoes or black flies. Please cross your fingers for me.
As mentioned, I finally made the trip to Florida and met Josh's parents. What a trip. It was so much fun, and I came back looking akin to a Brazilian straight out of the tan both -- only less Brazilian and more a rounder, pasty-white Canadian with a tinge of brown. We kayaked, and rollercoastered, beached and drank many a margarita. The beautiful thing about Florida, is that you can do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING PRODUCTIVE, and still feel like you accomplished a lot. That's what white sand beach towns are all about -- nothing, and it's magnificent. Few things in life could pull me away from the mountains, but I could easily spend the winter months on Anna Maria Island, Florida.
Montu: I conquered that bitch!
Relax. Just do it.
So, as per my last, very, very ancient post, I was moving into the Bonhomme Street house. I am in fact all moved in, and I have moved to a new room. This week I got back (at 3 a.m., I will add) on Sunday from a trip to Florida. When I finally put my tired-ass to bed, I got a whopping five or so hours of sleep before my alarm clock didn't go off, and I abruptly woke and stumbled off to work. A few hours later, I noticed I was itchy all over my legs, and discovered I was covered in bug bites. Blast! The little buggers had moved into my room over my vacation through my lack of screened window, and had one of their own. The next night (last night) I got eaten again, and woke up this morning with more bites.
The problem is, I haven't actually seen a single mosquito in here. Usually they buzz around your ear. stay tuned -- I will find the nibbling culprit, and I hope for the love of sweet Jesus that it is just mosquitoes or black flies. Please cross your fingers for me.
As mentioned, I finally made the trip to Florida and met Josh's parents. What a trip. It was so much fun, and I came back looking akin to a Brazilian straight out of the tan both -- only less Brazilian and more a rounder, pasty-white Canadian with a tinge of brown. We kayaked, and rollercoastered, beached and drank many a margarita. The beautiful thing about Florida, is that you can do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING PRODUCTIVE, and still feel like you accomplished a lot. That's what white sand beach towns are all about -- nothing, and it's magnificent. Few things in life could pull me away from the mountains, but I could easily spend the winter months on Anna Maria Island, Florida.
Montu: I conquered that bitch!
Relax. Just do it.
I came back to Canada to discover some very happy plants. My strawberries are blossoming, and turning into little green mounds of future tasty goodness. My community garden plot (planted May 18 with Carrie) is growing like a weed -- only there are no weeds to be found. I pulled out the only strand of pesky crab grass that was taking up space, and accidentally ripped out a bean. It has a little green shoot like an umbilical cord growing up. I squealed and stuffed it back into the ground. Sorry little guy!
It's rained since I was home, but this evening the sun finally came out. I need it to nourish my Floridian tan, but I think I'm fighting a loosing battle. I was never meant to be Snooki Grant, anyway. Jordan made a little reading nook out on the side deck that is calling my name. Since meeting Josh, reading has become a pastime. That's right -- I'm all grown up and reading books!
Right now I'm into The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. It took me almost an hour to find a proper book in the Tampa airport before my flight. Every book insisted that I would learn a valuable lesson from it, or my life would be dramatically changed. I'm not looking for a preacher in a book -- just something to read. If I needed self help, I'd be in the self-help aisle. What I wanted was a cheesy romance or something that would turn the pages. Luckily I happened on Dragon Tattoo, and read it for hours as I flew.
I borrowed a cheesy romance from Ally for my last trip. I enjoyed the adventure part of it, but then towards the end I suddenly found myself plummeted into Nicholas Sparks' wet dream. I nearly threw up -- twice -- the second time being from that metaphor. Here's an excerpt:
Kate: "Oh Rohan, I'm so in love with you. I can barely stand it."
Rohan: "I know what you mean. It's maddening, isn't it? Is there anyway to ease this feeling?"
Kate: "Yes. You must kiss me. That will help."
Yea, barf. How about I ease the feeling with a fucking chainsaw? Anyway. Adventure, as it pertains to journalists who are far cooler than me even though they're not real, is where my interests in literature are. Glad I discovered that.
Jordan just made some popcorn. There is no food more detrimental to someone trying not to snack at night than popcorn. I suppose without heaps of butter it's not the worst thing in the world that you could eat, but then, who the hell would want it?
Anyway, I have enjoyed my return to blogging. My life is moving forward right now in big ways. I'm exercising, taking more photos, gardening, sleeping like a baby, reading, writing just for fun again, and most of all, I'm smiling.
....and I'm pretty sure this is why.
Love,
Annalee.
It's rained since I was home, but this evening the sun finally came out. I need it to nourish my Floridian tan, but I think I'm fighting a loosing battle. I was never meant to be Snooki Grant, anyway. Jordan made a little reading nook out on the side deck that is calling my name. Since meeting Josh, reading has become a pastime. That's right -- I'm all grown up and reading books!
Right now I'm into The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. It took me almost an hour to find a proper book in the Tampa airport before my flight. Every book insisted that I would learn a valuable lesson from it, or my life would be dramatically changed. I'm not looking for a preacher in a book -- just something to read. If I needed self help, I'd be in the self-help aisle. What I wanted was a cheesy romance or something that would turn the pages. Luckily I happened on Dragon Tattoo, and read it for hours as I flew.
I borrowed a cheesy romance from Ally for my last trip. I enjoyed the adventure part of it, but then towards the end I suddenly found myself plummeted into Nicholas Sparks' wet dream. I nearly threw up -- twice -- the second time being from that metaphor. Here's an excerpt:
Kate: "Oh Rohan, I'm so in love with you. I can barely stand it."
Rohan: "I know what you mean. It's maddening, isn't it? Is there anyway to ease this feeling?"
Kate: "Yes. You must kiss me. That will help."
Yea, barf. How about I ease the feeling with a fucking chainsaw? Anyway. Adventure, as it pertains to journalists who are far cooler than me even though they're not real, is where my interests in literature are. Glad I discovered that.
Jordan just made some popcorn. There is no food more detrimental to someone trying not to snack at night than popcorn. I suppose without heaps of butter it's not the worst thing in the world that you could eat, but then, who the hell would want it?
Anyway, I have enjoyed my return to blogging. My life is moving forward right now in big ways. I'm exercising, taking more photos, gardening, sleeping like a baby, reading, writing just for fun again, and most of all, I'm smiling.
....and I'm pretty sure this is why.
Love,
Annalee.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Where you want to be
Christmas reminded me just where I want to be in life, and as I sit in Jasper procrastinating, I realize my life is in a bit of a limbo until that place is available to me.
I have stuff piled in my closet that needs to be dealt with, from when Josh and I dumped it here on Dec. 21. It is now Jan. 2, and I am struggling to get myself into it. I have a lot on my mind.
Yea, I bet you'd be putting this off too.
Jasper is beautiful, and I love my job, the people I've met and the picturesque mountains. What I'm reminded of right now, is someone so far away. I feel homesick, even though I'm technically home. I think as soon as I met Josh my home became wherever he is. I have to wait atleast a year to be home. It's a long way to go, but what makes it possible is weeks like Christmas, when we are normal. We go on dates -- normal things -- that other couples get to do, and maybe take for granted. Our favourites are movie dates and going out to dinner. On Christmas morning we worked on --and completed -- a crossword together. How nerdy, right?
We also love to watch our favourite sports, hockey for me and football for him. I don't think Josh is much of a hockey fan, but whenever the IIHF tournament was on, or the Canucks were playing, he was a fan for me. When he was watching football, I asked a million questions and he patiently answered them all. I finally understand football a bit, and while I am still a glaringly obvious Canadian hockey fan, I see why so many people watch football.
The worst part is when we leave one another, and we shift back into long distance. When seeing each other any time soon is really uncertain. We answer questions of "When will you see each other again?" constantly. I really hate when people ask that. I shouldn't -- but right now, I don't know. Being asked when is a grave reminder of how physically far away we are.
But, spending Christmas together was the best way to end my year. This has been a hard 10 and a half months in someways, but they've also been the best of my life. I look forward to reaching a year, then a year and a half, and two and three and 10.....
Love,
Annalee.
I have stuff piled in my closet that needs to be dealt with, from when Josh and I dumped it here on Dec. 21. It is now Jan. 2, and I am struggling to get myself into it. I have a lot on my mind.
Yea, I bet you'd be putting this off too.
Jasper is beautiful, and I love my job, the people I've met and the picturesque mountains. What I'm reminded of right now, is someone so far away. I feel homesick, even though I'm technically home. I think as soon as I met Josh my home became wherever he is. I have to wait atleast a year to be home. It's a long way to go, but what makes it possible is weeks like Christmas, when we are normal. We go on dates -- normal things -- that other couples get to do, and maybe take for granted. Our favourites are movie dates and going out to dinner. On Christmas morning we worked on --and completed -- a crossword together. How nerdy, right?
We also love to watch our favourite sports, hockey for me and football for him. I don't think Josh is much of a hockey fan, but whenever the IIHF tournament was on, or the Canucks were playing, he was a fan for me. When he was watching football, I asked a million questions and he patiently answered them all. I finally understand football a bit, and while I am still a glaringly obvious Canadian hockey fan, I see why so many people watch football.
The worst part is when we leave one another, and we shift back into long distance. When seeing each other any time soon is really uncertain. We answer questions of "When will you see each other again?" constantly. I really hate when people ask that. I shouldn't -- but right now, I don't know. Being asked when is a grave reminder of how physically far away we are.
But, spending Christmas together was the best way to end my year. This has been a hard 10 and a half months in someways, but they've also been the best of my life. I look forward to reaching a year, then a year and a half, and two and three and 10.....
Love,
Annalee.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Get to the good stuff
First things firt -- eating Honey Bunches of Oats Just Bunches. Delicious. Scrapbooked all day, got a few things done for Christmas.
Now I'm waiting for Josh to get home from Florida so we can have a goodnight Skype. Only 19 days till he's here, and I'm so excited I can't stop talking about Christmas to anyone who will listen. Believe me, that list is small, because everyone's getting tired of it.
I watched the Grey Cup tonight. That's how much I love my silly American. I really tried, but I just god bored. The last three or so minutes were kind of exciting when the Roughriders got a touchdown and things were looking up, but then they kind of blew it and the Alouettes got a turnover. I think I'd prefer to watch football over drinks while Josh watches, and I just sit around and look confused. Although maybe going to a game live would be fun. I have a feeling I will get to experience this in the near future.
There's nothing on TV. Must find something to do!
Love,
Annalee.
Now I'm waiting for Josh to get home from Florida so we can have a goodnight Skype. Only 19 days till he's here, and I'm so excited I can't stop talking about Christmas to anyone who will listen. Believe me, that list is small, because everyone's getting tired of it.
I watched the Grey Cup tonight. That's how much I love my silly American. I really tried, but I just god bored. The last three or so minutes were kind of exciting when the Roughriders got a touchdown and things were looking up, but then they kind of blew it and the Alouettes got a turnover. I think I'd prefer to watch football over drinks while Josh watches, and I just sit around and look confused. Although maybe going to a game live would be fun. I have a feeling I will get to experience this in the near future.
There's nothing on TV. Must find something to do!
Love,
Annalee.
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