My chest is all tight and I'm extremely tired and it's only 7:20. This is not going to be the best start to the morning.

... cold cold winter. Why is it so hard to wake up every morning? One more month and I am off for Christmas, thank GOD.

So last night was the spaghetti dinner, and I hounded one particular item so bad that people started to get uncomfortable. I won a two hour session with my favourite photographer. I even pulled the wedding card. How awful am I? Then Bink and I came home and watched Star Trek and Up again, which seems to be our two favourite movies right now.

I need to go get dressed and ready for work or I won't be able too. I miss working half days =(

So it's been a week since our trip to Vancouver, and I've been too bummed all week to write about it. It's been pretty hectic since we got back, no time for really relaxing in regards to Bink's work and my preschool, this weekend is the spaghetti dinner which is cause for prep for all week usually.

Since it's been a week its usually easier for me to just do things in point form when remembering.

Thursday Night

- Went to Joey Tomato's on Burrard. We have one in Kelowna but I highly doubt its of the same class of food. Seriously the best supper I have ever had, which it should of been because after tip it came to $130. Still, Bink and I both got appetizers, drinks (I had two martini's), and dessert so I guess realistically it wasn't that much.

That's pretty much all we did since we got in late on thursday.

Friday

• went to the Templeton across the street for breakfast.


• went for a walk down Grandville.


• ended up taking a three hour round trip to Abbotsford to pick up a part for the preschool (Bink was so peeved)


• went for a walk and bought our tickets to see Evil Dead the Musical.


• found a store that sold Converse sneakers and purchased my first set. They are FUSHIA BABY!


• went for a walk to get white shirts from urban outfitters so we could get soaked from being in the splatter section.


• went to Golden Age comics where they had a Doctor Who Sonic Screwdriver. I almost purchased it but it was super cheap looking and they wanted 50 dollars for it. Bummed, I put it away. They also had the Doctors pocket watch that looked way fancier and less cheap but they wanted 100 dollars for that and I wasn't ready to pay that with two more days to go.


• went to HMV but really didn't see much.


• went to Evil Dead the Musical and sat in the splatter section, where I proceeded to be the one covered the most in blood. We were in the first row and I guess since I'm heavy there is more surface area for me, but I mean, I was soaked... it was apparent to everyone in the first row I got hit the most. It made for an awesome walk home without a jacket in the freezing cold. I also bought a nice hoodie that has a bloody chainsaw on it. One I can't wear out much since I teach, but that I LOVE LOVE LOVE. As we walked back to the hotel, most people looked on in fear of our bloody appearance but one girl screamed out "WHOOO! SPLATTER SECTION" which made me scream back in delight!

Saturday

• went to breaky again at the Templeton.


• went back to the hotel to get ready for a day of shopping.


• went to Ardene's and bought a hat and mitts and some jewelry.


• went on the sky train and took it to Metrotown.


• went to Old Navy and bought a brown winter dress jacket, as well as a dress and some capri's for the concert. Bink bought a dress shirt.


• went to Winners and tooled around, got Bink a reversible belt.


• came back to the hotel and relaxed. Everyone wanted to take me to the aquarium but by that time it was 3.5 hours till the doors opened for the concert, and I wanted to have a bath and relax. Traffic was a mess and I had never been to the aquarium so I didn't want to rush around all through it only to rush to get to the concert.


• went and saw TIESTO!!!!! where EVERYONE was high on E or acid. Not that I care, but being the only sober people in a crowd of 20,000 people kind makes you feel like the designated driver at a bar. Plus I almost got into a brawl with someone in the 'mosh' pit. People kept trying to start a mosh pit and the people closest to the stage weren't having it, and rightfully so. I was only three rows back but I was so squished my feet were barely touching the ground and the only way I could see Tiesto was through douche bag people's camera's that they managed to sneak in. It was kinda scary, I put my ticket down to get searched and when I realized I had left it behind it had been stolen, so I basically cried to a security guard and they got my wrist band put on for me without my ticket, I didn't want to talk about it again all night though because I felt dumb.

Sunday

• got up checked out


• went to Ikea and got some new cutlery FINALLY (that was an almost 2 1/2 hour excursion)


• made it home

Then Bink told me he planned to re propose to me at Tiesto but lost my engagement ring. That's kind of made me sad too. Oh well and life goes on.

So as I pack now like a giddy and slightly obsessive school girl for Tiesto, I can't help but get a sinking feeling about my beloved Gomez. HES MY BABY AND WILL BE ALL ALONE. I made Bob and Mom promise that they will come and love him, and pet him, and probably not name him George.


I really should be packing but when I'm excited my stomach gets upset and lately my ulcer has NOT been happy. I packed enough medication to keep me happy throughout the trip. I have SOO MUCH TO DO, but I'm lamely running around like a chicken with my head cut off.

On Friday night I watch Paranormal Activity and it struck a chord in me so deeply I'm still having trouble sleeping. I don't know what it is about the idea of malevolent spirits that get to me, but they do. The first night I couldn't fall asleep and then last night we didn't go to bed till almost 5am. SOO TIRED.

I saw some really cute luggage today that was on sale for 30$ but I didn't get it because I got sidetracked. Now I'm fiercely in regret of not purchasing this said luggage, and it dances in my mind on it's tiny little wheels, laughing at my empty pockets and the irony that I only want it because I'm going on a trip and have now decided I want traditional luggage.

How many times did I say luggage in that sentence? It's almost made it's "lost meaning" quota. Do you ever say a word over and over till it looses it's meaning and becomes gibberish? Second... Second second second....


I had a horrible day on Friday and don't know if I'm ready to come back. After being hungover from my H1N1 shot, there was a lot of stress caused over a huge upset in the school by a mistake that *I* made, and so essentially that is my fault and I stayed strong all day until I broke down as I was walking home, for the most part 90% of people involved are sympathetic, which is a good thing, but knowing that I made a mistake that is bad, its been a rough weekend. It was the same day that my new children books came in, and I raced home with my new hardcover copies of Goodnight Moon and The Giving Tree. After reading my books, and watching a movie that terrified me to my very core (I know I'm a wussy) we watched some lighter fare.

Mrs. Padwick's Lit class every year learned this to the tune of deck the halls and now I've lost the last part of the song!



Ample, spacious, commodious, capacious,
Appease, mollify, propitiate, and pacify,
Dulcet, melodious, mellifluous, euphonious,
Glib, fluent, articulate, eloquent,
Combative, belligerent, bellicose, and truculent,
Exuberant, buoyant, effervescent, and ebullient,
Diligent, industrious, insidious, assiduous,
Gall, audacity, effrontery, temerity,
Shrewd, sagacious, astute, perspicacious,

So today I got my hair cut... and I really like it. This is what my hair used to look like:



( and this is what it looks like now )

I've been secretly watching high school musical, since I fell in love with zac efron in 17 again. Shhhh.... or it won't be a secret anymore.

I've been so tired lately but haven't felt it's right to complain. Bink has been working 12.5 to 14 hour days daily in Princeton, which is a 1h 1/2 drive from here, both ways. So after working for 12 hours he gets to drive home for almost 2 hours. He says he's doing it because we need sweet sweet monies for TIESTO in Van next week. It makes sense, but I come home to a cold and lonely house till five hours later. We haven't gotten to eat supper together in almost two weeks unless we get fast food, as he worked all weekend to get additional hours too.

Halloween was alright, I was sad for most of the day because I missed Bink and my dad, of all people. Bink and I had a really good talk about it because the man was an asshole and yet I get really needy during certain parts of the year and miss him lots. I've explained it to Bink that I feel I get a lot of weird personality eccentricities from him and I never got to talk to him about it. He has never known me as an adult truly and I wish I could talk to him now about somethings. He got me into musicals, and sci fi, and singing, and acting, drama, video-games and other things that are huge for me. My mom isn't into ANY of that, so that leaves a lot for us NOT to talk about.

So then I went out in my Lizzie Borden costume. It turns out that one of the moms at the preschool worked the coat check at the bar that night. Awesome. I'm trying to take some Vitamin D so that I'm not so sad/tired all the time, and so we will see how that helps.

Well hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go.

Happy Birthday, luxurias_slave! In about a week I will be down your way!