A blog full of memories
One month to my AVON walk. I have raised $1100 so far. I don’t think that’s bad. I’m making a last big push before the end of the month. Personal goal: $1800. I’ve asked a few more people at work. Maybe next week, I’ll wear my AVON walk T-shirt through the streets of town and …
That bird. That stupid bird–the one I thought was trying to mate his reflection. My friend Mela says he’s a California Towhee. And, he’s jealous of the bird in the reflection. He’s staking out his territory and attacking the bird in the mirror. I just think he’s a bird brain. Here are some pictures of …
Yesterday, Alan told me he’d found two rattlesnakes sunning themselves on the deck. He said he’d found one on the BBQ deck. He’d opened the sliding door to go outside to play with the dogs and he’d just simply walked by it. He noticed it, though, when he was going to go back inside. It …
This posting is for my sister Nat. She’s been asking me for this recipe ever since she visited in early May. My cousin Nik sent me a recipe chain pyramid thing to which I haven’t replied yet either, but I plan to. Margaret (a former colleague) once made this salad for one of those potluck …
It’s time, I think, to start my series of stories on toilet humour. I have a few stories about outhouses, about flatulence (yes, I can write about the F word, but I can’t really say it–or talk about it–so, unless I know you really well, please don’t come round expecting that I can hold a …
When my sisters and aunt came to visit, we somehow got talking about losers and the sign for losers. When my friend Rachel was 11, she showed me the universal sign for loser along with a little song. I can’t remember the song, but I do remember that it was Rach showed me that universal …
Over ten years ago, my friend Vicky told me about peanut butter and cucumber sandwiches. I thought, Yuck! Peanut butter and cucumber? Disgusting. Last summer, I accidentally tried the combination though. I was having peanut butter on toast for breakfast. I was also making a salad for my lunch. I guess I used the same …
There is this bird that flies into the bottom corner of my window-wall at Bush-Field. The one wall in my office is a sliding glass door and what isn’t a door, is a window. Against one wall in the office, there is a sofa bed (perpendicular to the window-wall). The sofa bed has two end …
I was in the break room the other day at the vending machine. I wanted a sweet treat in the middle of the afternoon–and I had one dollar–that is–one, one-dollar bill. That’s all. No extra change. No nothing. I just wanted a sweet treat. I fed the dollar bill to the machine–AND IT STUCK THERE! …
My aunt and my sisters have been visiting me in California. We had an awesome time! Mainly though, we ate. We ate. We drank. Then we ate some more. My sister asked me for the salad recipes I made. I said I would post them on my blog. So–ben, voila!–here is one: One head of …
Being a tech writer in high tech, one thing I’ve learned is to communicate in the same language. Learn the language, then you know you are communicating the right message. Also, if you are both speaking the same language, there is less room for miscommunication and misunderstandinging. To that end, here is my very first …
Today for lunch I walked to the Steel Bear Deli. I haven’t been there in a while and I needed a quick bite to eat. They make pretty good sandwiches. Today, I asked for a hot BBQ chicken breast sandwich with Dijon mustard, lettuce, sprouts, and sliced tomatoes—mmmmmm. But, I also ask that they layer …
Here is a little humour in this world of Breast Cancer. My sister sent this poem to me in my email today (probably) because I am going to walk the AVON walk for Breast Cancer in San Francisco in July. Anyway, I thought I would post this poem on my blog. It’s funny. It’s relevant. …
We went to the little place five minutes from work for lunch today. It was the FIRST sunny and relatively warm day in quite a while so we were going to sit outside. We reserved our place with a hat and some papers and continued to walk into the shop to order lunch. As we …
Dear Friends and Family (and friends of family, and family of friends), As you probably already know I have decided to participate in Avon Walk for Breast Cancer. I wrote about why in the entry: Avon Walk for Breast Cancer. I asked you to join me or support me in my effort. As part of …
My sister sent me this little piece of realization in my email the other day. I finally had time to look at it today. This Wednesday, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date will be 01:02:03 04/05/06. That will never happen again. She’s right. It will never …
Here are some links to this year’s Yukon Sourdough Rendezvous Can Can girls and other dancing entertainment. HA! Snowshoe Can Can Girls — Now that takes talent! Moulin Rouge Can Can Girls — As the Shuffle Demons say: “Yukon Girl. Yukon Girl. Like to have me a whirl with a Yukon Girl!!!!” Have yourself a …
My mum sent me this email and these pictures from Whitehorse today. For those Californian’s who want to know what life is like below zero (Centigrade of course!). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi Girls. Attached are some snow sculptures which Dad took this morning. These were done over Rendezvous weekend. I tried taking some on Saturday but nearly …
I have registered for the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer this July 8th and 9th in San Francisco, California. I’m feeling pretty good about it. It’s a personal challenge. It’s a personal goal. It’s a commitment to my future. ( I thought I might write a blog about it because breast cancer affects me personally. …
It’s almost time for Rendezvous in Whitehorse. The Yukon Sourdough Rendezvous is a mid-winter festival that gets people out of their cabins (thus avoiding cabin fever) in the middle of winter. There are different events: the Queen competition, tub races, flour packing, beard contest for men and women, hairy legs contest for men and women. …
This is a REAL recipe from a Scottish cookbook. Do you think the parsley actually adds to the appearence of the soup? Does it somehow make it more palatable? I think this recipe belongs in a biology class–not a recipe book. We had a roommate once who was a massage therapist and collected bones–any bones. …
