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Well, I didn’t get a rock chip this year.
When September rolled around and Winter drew ever closer I had a veritable ‘mixed bag’ of feelings towards it. It is one of my two favorite seasons, and I was excited about crackling fires in my wood stove, warm and spicy eggnog lattes, and the general happy feeling of approaching Christmas. On the other hand, I was dreading the long, tough, battle that was going to ensue between my windshield and the ridiculously over-sized “winter abrasive” our back country, hillbilly road workers pass off as legal.
I decided to take a drastic step this year. The only windshield protection / preventative crack maintenance I could think of was a serious one. Prayer. And boy did I pray. I prayed from September until last week; “Lord, I declare a crack free winter for my little windshield here, thanks in advance”, “I rebuke the plans of Emcon (aforementioned local hillbilly company)! Get thee behind me sandman!” And so forth.
I felt good, I even felt victorious. I was having good feelings about the winter ahead. 
I should have prayed for the whole damn thing. I can tell you that there is no mere ‘crack’ anywhere in the windshield. The whole friggen thing blew out. But I, and the two dogs, are alive and un-hurt. Now I get to go truck shopping. I’m thinking Mitsubishi Pajero, check them out here.
Good by Mits Bishi, I loved you incredibly.
Moi xoxo
P.S. Besides the dogs, I decided the most important thing to extract from the destroyed vehicle was my Urban Decay NAKED eyeshadow pallet… who am I? I blame, (thank), Celina.
Good Morning Monday!
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- Moving day! All of Herman’s stuff fit in my van.
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- Herman jr. brought Chickens! I love chickens
So the weekend was fun 
I picked up Herman, and Herman jr and moved them back to good old Port McNeill. I am so happy, the Christmas Season is going to be lovely with humans on the other side of the wall.
I started reading Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks. I was surprised to see it was a war story. War/November, always seems to go together. (Rememberance Day any Canucks out there? It’s the 11th).
I nabbed an amazing steal for a great early Christmas present for the dogs, and me. $20 dog beds from Costco. You can see, compared to my R2D2 Halloween costume, the beds are massive! So excited that my couch.bed may get a break.
Happy Monday! I spent the morning on a lovely trail ride with my sister and two ponies. Perfection.
Ciao
Moi xoxo
New Product! (2)
Firt of all, if you still haven’t gotten the pop culture reference to Ren and Stimpy, you should hang your head in shame. Second of all Here’s my next step in smoking alternatives: Ploom
This is the coolest, most satisfying thing I have ever used in place of smoking, including a tobacco pipe. Let me just tell you, I have the cold of the century right now, and I was so sad that the day my Ploom finally arrived I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it, then I had an idea. You see there’s a herbal blend called “Kick-ass Mint”, so I thought “well, I’m drinking a whole hell of a lot of tea right now, maybe I should ‘smoke’ some.” AMAZING. It soothes my throat.
I’m sure I will write more on this little baby later, but for now – go get one. Just click on the picture, load up your cart, and enjoy. Do it now.
Moi xoxo
NEW PRODUCT!!!
just kidding
Guess what I’ve been doing indoors, in public, in front of my parents and friends, beside a new-born, in a car with a teen, in my office? Guess how “not-guilty” I’ve been feeling? Guess how I don’t smell? Guess what I’m doing right now! I’m smoking E-Cigarettes. “E” for electric, excellent, entirely ethical; I’m so elated!
I took myself out for coffee the other day and the guy behind the counter is a kid I’ve known for a while. He told me he was 44 days clean from smoking. I gave him the encouraging pep talk congratulations and he said “you should quite too it’s easy!” “Ahh, little non-smoking evangelist”, I said, “I like smoking, I have never really wanted to quit. It’s not the nicotine my friend”, I smiled condescendingly, “it’s the habit.” Then he whipped it out. The e-cig. I was shocked! Why have I never heard of these? [I had].
I have used my little backward town as my go-to excuse for a number of things:
- Why I don’t eat more vegetables (produce is expensive and poor selection/quality).
- Why I don’t do yoga (there’s no one who leads a class here and I’m more than capable of getting myself into real trouble).
- Why I wear jeans too often (no clothing stores here and hey, everyone else is still wearing pajama pants to IGA).
Why I have yet to try an e-cigarette (there’s nowhere to get them here).
Unfortunately/fortunately things are a-changin! The Hyde-Creek Esso just brought in Smoke NV products. There’s no nicotine option with Smoke NV, but I told everyone that wasn’t my problem anyway… Now I drove my little self right to the gas station and grabbed a disposable one for $13. I was blown away (hehe).
Guess Who Just Got Cool Again?
You know what? There’s one out there for everyone. I researched these little suckers to death. I wasted a good 10 hours online reading about which one’s are better, more flavors, who has a blue tip and a pink cartridge, which one’s come in gold etc etc. Then I stumbled on this spectacular website and instantly added it as one of my ‘faves’ right in the little header thingy. They’ve done all the work for you and even have coupons for a lot of the companies. Go ahead. NO ONE has an excuse to smoke the real thing anymore. Guess what? You can call me an e-cig evangelist.
Ciao
xoxo
Dancing in the Dark
So on Tuesday night I thought about packing for the trip. Of course if I actually had packed, the world would have ended or hell would have frozen over while pigs flew around my dazed head. You see I make it a point to never pack until the night before at the earliest, day of being much better suited to my procrastinatory self.
While I thought about packing I realized I had yet to plan my outfit for the rehearsal dinner. As an immediate family member I have the unique privilege of hanging with the bridal party the night before the big day. We’ll eat good food, drink good wine, and try not to break the wine glasses while smashing our cutlery into them demanding an over-use of PDA.
Alarmed at the thought of airriving in my skivies I decided the best course of action would be to drink half a bottle of my Merritage blend and try on ever dress in my closet. This quickly spiraled into slapping on some hasty smokey eye shadow, smearing on a bit too much cream blush, and twisting my hair up into a bobby pinned version of “Rufio on the cat walk”, you know, just for the total package effect. [For those of you scratching your heads trying to figure out who Rufio is, think Hook... and shake your heads in shame.] Bangarang! Anyways. So then I proceeded to prance around my house in various arrangements of dress + shoes, skirt + flats + clutch, dress + boots – tights etc. And finally I whittled the list down to two possible choices and skyped TBF. After waltzing in front of the computer in the two very different, equally brand new to the public viewing, and uber tight I-wish-my-boyfriend-was-here to zip/unzip glory. We picked this lovely outfit:
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Of course it nearly goes without mentioning that this is all from www.pinupgirlclothing.com, almost. Love that site. So now I just have to go buy the miracle bra from Victoria Secrets and badabing badabang badaboom! Done.
Take care peeps, I’m most likely somewhere between Hope and Calgary in a too hot van prattling on about moth mating habits and driving TBF batty.
Moi xoxo
An Elephant Never Forgets
Today is exciting because I’m learning to use Evernote. I’ve hooked up my work PC, my new Macbook Air, and I’m about to download it onto the iPhone. I’ve even labeled one of the tab’s “Work” and started up a Time Management Quadrant. V. Progressive of me wouldn’t you say? Maybe I should stop procrastinating on the internet now.
Moi xoxo
Things that make me :)
My mom and I went ‘to the big city’ or, ‘down island’ yesterday. It was heaven. Beautiful weather, great girl time, and I bought some clothes that I’d been wishing I’d grabbed a couple of weeks ago. We visited Starbucks twice and we went to Chapters! I love Chapters.
I walked around the retail section and touched everything. I paged through Moleskine’s for 2012, and gasped at the great new colors for their Volant books. (Next years diary is so going to rock.) I browsed sale sections, gardening sections, brainiac sections. After all my calm and blissful breathing in of everything that makes me happy I did a quick 90° turn, and marched to the Classic lit section.
I read those bookshelves. I studiously found all the authors and books from the NYR list and I loaded my arms. I wobbled over to a table and started the long, slow, beautiful, and painful selection process. I was only going to buy one book, and I had to pair this mountain down.
Carefully I read synopsis’, compared prices, compared first sentences. I judged books by their cover, by their characters, by their publishing date. I smelled them, they all smelled new. I agonized over the decision of which book I was going to read on the way to Calgary and back. It had to be relatively easy, I’ve been over indulging in the older ones on the list and I’m mentally pooped. I wanted to be able to love every minute of it and according to John Grisham’s little blurb on the inside cover, I found it.
I’m so excited to be abandoning Vikram Seth for a while to dive into this psychological thriller. I’m sure I’ll burn my way through it and have to pony up on my Suitable Boy reading but whatever.
I had never heard of The Secret History before getting ready for this year’s reading. I am continually amazed and the books I am being introduced to. Oh, I’m also stoked about the road trip, my new clothes, the fact that my muscles are deliciously sore from P90X… Basically? I. LOVE. SEPTEMBER.
sigh
I’ll be there with bells on
So my big little brohiem is getting hitched. Dogtango is about to tie the knot, in Calgary – COWTOWN!! – bummer. Not to the wedding, no, to the Calgary. Being strictly from BC I have a responsibility to disdain most provinces; namely Alberta and Ontario. (Why? Um, like because of the Flames, and the Maple Leaves…Canucks are the bomb!) However in the name of love I am going to put my prejudices aside and go to the oil soaked land of the cowboys, and have a great time, gol darn it.
I couldn’t figure out what to wear for the life of me! I was going to go for this killer dress from Pinupgirlclothing but they have yet to deliver on the “We promise it’ll be ready in July” message. Then, then I found ASOS. (thanks in large part to www.bycelina.com, check out her shopping tab – so much to buy!)
I bought, they shipped, and I bought some more. Want to know the un-holy, most tempting, absolutely damning part about them? You do don’t you. NO SHIPPING CHARGES!!!! So I grabbed a great outfit for less than the PUG dress was (sans shipping charges of $30+), and then four days later went back and grabbed some killer accessories on 20% off. I’ll be indulging at least quarterly. Oh it’s a for sure thing.
Moi xoxo
“Outside of books, what is your guilty pleasure?”
I have been surfing today and stumbled upon this blog!
I would have to say that outside of books my guilty pleasure would have to be online shopping. {Not a surprise to those who read my first post today eh?}
I must state that I love books far more though, and I never feel guilty about slipping into a bath and diving into a book.
xoxo Moi
Retail Therapy when you’re broke
So, I’m pretty broke. What cheers me up when I have a small financial crisis? Shopping. Have you read Sophie Kinsella’s Confessions of a Shopaholic ? I read it out loud to a friend of mine in England who was driving to Oxford and we laughed till the tears streamed down our faces. It is a hilarious book, but it scared me too! The main character was speaking my mind! Not simply reading it, printing it in a public forum so the world would know! I throw out VISA bills un-opened when I know I don’t want to see inside it. (Even though I can’t escape on-line banking.) I go out and spend money with no money to make myself feel better about having no money! I tell myself it’s all going to be okay and ignore the financial doom that is catapulting out of the sky and heading straight for the top of my head…. She was me. It was scary.
Sophie Kinsella is actually one of my favorite authors. Okay don’t give me that smug bull shit about trashy chick lit cause baby, I’ve heard it; heck I’ve said it! But if all you ate was filet mignon wouldn’t you find youreslf craving a hot dog? You know? Her books are funny, true to life, (hello!) and easy to read. Is that a crime?! Okay, so maybe I’m in need of a financial intervention, or maybe I just need to read a lighter book.
Back to the point, how to preform the opperation of Retail Therapy whilst cold, stone broke. Window shopping; and with the internet…so much easier. In my cart right now for instance are a pair of new converse all stars, in Teal, a couple outfits from pinupgirlclothing, and about $200 worth of MAC cosmetics. The only catch is, I never press checkout; I don’t empty my cart either I just don’t check out. If you happen to be fortunate to live withing driving distance to a mall, (I am not), I also recomend walking around one of your favorite shops and grabbing things, just to hold until you have to go. It’s a bit sad, a bit lost puppy-ish, but it also helps just a little and it’s much easier on the hips then downing that tub of Ben&Jerry’s in your freezer while drinking a bottle of wine. (Which I too have done.)
Did I mention, today was a break-through for me? It was. I saw the impending crisis, and called my bank and the insurrance office to talk to them about it. This is a first, usually I just close my eyes and run away.
Have a fantastic day, face things head on, do something that scares the shit out of yourself. I have a little faith in you.
xoxo Moi
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