dock

my dad let the dog out to pee and went down to the dock. he told me to go walk down because the reflection of the sky in the water made it feel like you're standing in the middle of the sky. so i went out, and sure enough, the moon and clouds and stars were all around me. pretty cool.

Mountain tops getting cold

Went hiking on the weekend with my folks and my dog. It was rough because i was semi-sick. By semi-sick I mean that I felt myself getting tired and weak and my nose hurt. So one day I went for a run (which was brutal, I had to power walk half of it because I kept getting dizzy) and the next day I went out for said hike. I figured that if I kept pushing myself, it would keep getting sick at bay (so far, it seems totally gone). Of course it always works in theory. Once We had been out for 45 minutes and were steadily walking uphill (by hill I mean mountain) for the majority of that time, I couldn't breathe because I was so congested. Not helping were the facts that whenever it's chilly outside my nose gets runny anyway, and that the higher we climbed the thinner the air got. So I was pretty far behind them (not b/c I was sick, because the dog is getting old! I swear!) (That was a lie, even the dog was way ahead of me) and breathing through my mouth, and making it harder to breathe because instead of catching my breath I kept complaining and whining about how my temperature kept rising more than it should or how tired I was getting. I was probably starting to piss them off a bit. Anyway, then the path levelled out a little bit and suddenly everything around us was frosty. The ground had a layer of frost (not really snow, but frost) about 3 inches thick; the branches were white; all the leaves on the plants around us had a layer of frost, but just around the edges, so everything looked like Christmas decorations with that spray-on-plastic-snow stuff. It was so beautiful and cool and serene.

Of course we didn't know which way to go down and had to climb further uphill for a while so my whining and complaining started right up again (sorry, guys!) but in that moment, it made it all worth while.

And in a moment of truth, I actually miss, not Toronto, but Oakville. (Toronto too.) Both cities are so beautiful. There's something about Oakville downtown and in my folk's neighbourhood that is so beautiful in the winter. I love all the christmas lights, and the tree and lights downtown Oakville are so nice, you feel so festive walking around the shops. And in Toronto, Yorkville is like that, too. I'm sure Vancouver will be like that, too, in places. No pretty snow though! Anyway, first admission to liking Oakville. Don't tell anyone!

surgery

was posting a comment on julie's blog, talking about being put under in surgery. reminded me, i don't think i ever remembered to tell you all that i woke up during my hand surgery. maybe i did but it's been so long. anyway, the story is just that after i woke up the doctor's like "do you remember waking up at all?" and i'm like "huh..what...uh...*groggy groggy* nope." she's all "okay, well that's a good sign. you're on a lot of medication right now though, so let us know if that changes." (it didn't) essentially i had sat straight up in the middle of my surgery and given the doctors a heart attack. no warning or anything. just sat about half way up and i guess i didn't get all the way up because of the tubes and things and someone probably caught me. isn't that weird, though? don't you expect someone to slowly wake up and start looking around or moving their arms even? i knew i was crazy. anyway, so that's the story. if i'm ever in some kind of crazy accident around you, tell the doctor's to knock me out super well before doing anything to me!

waiting

wait wait wait. wait wait wait. almost enough snow for ski season to start. wait wait wait. i'm very impatient. now that i live in mountain land i'm like "TAKE ME SKIING NOW!" whistler opens sooooon! the mountain behind my house is much smaller but obv much closer. they were about to open but then the weather got warm again. so..back to wait wait waiting. I can't believe i live 2 hours away from whistler. that is so cool. BWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH you ontarians, you're all soooo jealous, aren't you.

peculiarities

I've always enjoyed the sensation of drinking a cool beverage from a warm glass. Like when you pull a cup out of the dishwasher that's still pretty hot and pour juice or water into it and when you drink it then it feels warm but you're drinking something cold. Weird, i know.

bc sux0rz

Things to hate about BC
-there's no provincial environmental laws except what the federal govn't requires. Thus, storm drains lead to streams that are environmental projects http://bc.ctvnews.ca/pool-water-dumped-into-drain-blamed-for-dead-fish-1.984642, water sanitation doesn't happen, waste is dumped into the ocean after only being treated at one plant (the only province that can't be bothered to clean their poo)(Every other province treats black waste 3-4 times) pretty much all the lumber has been sold to chinese, which means bc actually doesn't own much of their own land either. they have this great chunk of land, and can't take care of it.
-everyone here thinks ontarians are full of themselves. well i wasn't until i moved here. the corporate, capitalist, every man for himself, small town usa mind set can be a little overwhelming. the only thing i used to diss bc about was luongo. so if everyone hates me for being from ontario, but dentists are so happy to see me 'cause i've got nice teeth, even tho i havent been to a dentist in 2+ years, you know something is up. they're all "oooh ontario's fluoride in the tapwater, oooh ontario teeth, ooh this is so nice, your teeth are beautiful!" and i'm like "shouldnt you be yelling at me now about how i don't floss??" how bad are bc people's teeth?? am i going to start getting cavities just for moving here? hey can you guys start sending me bottled tap water in the mail??
-what's with all the pine trees here? where's my fall colours? there's one season that I like and bc kills it? (summer too hot, winter too cold, spring has too many bugs, fall has halloween)
-rain! well i haven't seen any yet but today is foggy and apparently the rains are coming, i have been assured.
-beef with beef. why the hell, albertans, would you feed grass to your beefs? it tastes like crap that way! back in ontario, where we don't care about the health of the beefs (they're about to die for food anyway) or the health of ourselves (meh!) we feed our cattle corn. and they taste great. grass is for bison, corn is for roast beast.
-the chicken is good here tho. i bet they eat corn.
-the canucks
-who the hell doesn't have a ML baseball team???
-wtf is up with the liquor prices????
-gas prices are nuts too. isn't there oil just north of here and just east of here? shoulnt it be cheaper than ontario gas which is shipped farther?
-can't drive on the highway without my ears popping and plugging up on every hill aka mountain


so there you go, guys. i hope this makes up for the seals and ocean kayaking and mountains and whales and skiing....so next time you get pissed when i send you a nice photo, just think "oh yah, well you're going to have cavities one day, b*tch!"

Bear Poop (A Poem)

Beyond the little tiny lawn,
the patch of grass that lies upon
the rocky beach,
where the rocks stretch further
out and then they meet the water,
in between the shells and sand
is nestled a dollop of poop a mother found.

She did not know, when first she went
online to check the poop and paw print
what it would mean,
or how devastating it would be
to her lovely family.
She had a little dog, you see,
and a super duper daughter, me.

They had a lovely little house
in a cove nearby to Grouse
where black bears like to roam
(for it is also their home)
and sometimes get too close to humans
and poop right there among the cumins
(or an herb that's actually native to Canada).

Every day, the previously mentioned dog
would run around outside and hog
the patches of sunlight on the grass.
The girl would soon come park her ass
beside her faithful pet, and there
the two would spend their day,
and sit and doze and stretch and play.

They went exploring, dog and girl,
For they loved their sunny world,
to smell and sniff and watch the sea,
scratch the ground and catch the breeze.
Every day they sat outside
And then one day to their surprise
a bear came and ate them.


Well what do you want, a description? You're a horrible, sick person.

Of course, the mother was extremely sad
and said that she was going mad
so the father went and bought her
a Ruger No. 1 Varminter K1-V-BBZ.
Needless to say that never more
was bear poo found upon the shore
of Deep Cove, in North Vancouver.