Minuit à Paris

adored the movie. love the actors. got overtly excited every time new characters were introduced. can't wait to go there with Ana and walk in the rain. I also remembered why I'm not a fan of Picasso, but will pick up my Hemingway books tonight! 

The artist's job is not to succumb to despair, but to find an antidote. .... drink?

Rhinoceros! 

It's broken your wings, you forgot how to sing

Hey, you forgot one of your little fragrances on my thumb.

Tuesday evening; sushi, Stella, and re-reading Cohen. 

oh and a very meddlesome companion. 

you won't hurt me with your insolence anymore."Here's all my money, beautiful baby."
everything you do, you do for yourself. where you end up was chosen by you alone.

Guelph

Last weekend I went to visit Chyna Doll in her current home town. Ashamed that it took me so long to go, but I went! Fell sleep on the bus ride (after an open shift) and woke up just in time when we arrived in Guelph! I woke myself up with a loud snore, my body is in sync with my schedule. we walked through the University of Guelph for a bit and saw the beautiful spring trees - I wish it was May 12 months a year. we also encountered a strange brown animal with the body shape of a beaver but without a flat tale (ground hog?) he was amidst a field of dandelions and he was munching on the flowers like there was no tomorrow.
We passed the evening with a bottle of wine, ate the many many containers of snacks Chyna Doll had prepared, watched On Stranger Tides, and wished we were pirates. I had a Boston Cream after 3 years, and remembered why it has been three years! I want good donuts :( 


Guelph is filled with cute little second hand stores: clothing, antique furniture, books. You can have brunch/coffee at the Red Brick Cafe and just go from store to store.

we also discovered the snack isle at the Asian Supermarket while waiting for the bus back to Toronto. it was, amazing. I didn't have any change so Chyna Doll treated me a $.99 box of chocolate Pocky. Next time I'm taking $20.00 and a huge bag. If anything survives the bus ride, you may get a little treat from me next time.

it's good to be the baby of the family.

I got spoiled this year. I have the best sister - ever. I obvis don't deserve her, but I'm selfish so I'm going to keep her. thank you for everything! -the makeup, the cookies, the body wash, the food, the flowers!! 

I love you more than anything or anyone. 

-p.s. your fat cat just deposited a mouse outside the door.

ex oh.

  

                                       

We get old all at once - And it comes like a punch In the gut, in the back, in the face

so I'm 23.
how does it feel? I don't know. but I do feel different. mum said I've changed. for the better? I hope so.
I've become more aware of my relationships with people, of my relationship with myself.
I'm not 18 anymore and overly excited that I've made new friends. I don't run around anymore and scream "I love everyone!"
Because I learned, people don't care just because you do. Just because there's so much you would do for a person and feel so much for a person, doesn't mean they'll make time for you in their day. Is it upsetting? sure. then I realized it's a repeating pattern with multiple people. People can't make it to the engagement that you have set up/were looking forward to: they're at work, it's too far, someone else is engaging them, errands to run, running late - really late, oh it was today?
So I'm learning how to pull myself out if this love-zone I had created with everyone. I think it's time I focused on my own needs. Because at the end of the day (aside from mum, Pa, and sis) I'm the one that I don't want to disappoint.
So carry on. Carry on with your day and your errands and your work and your dates. I am no longer attached to you for my happiness. For every person who disappoints you there will be three who will surprise you. Show up at your engagement just to see you (and bring you gifts!!) So don't let those people down. Tell them thanks. ♥
And work on yourself first. Be the person that you want to be who will satisfy all your needs.

But the last one I had who was getting my hopes up
I might've been a little fast to dismiss
I think he let me down, when he didn't disappoint me
He didn't always guess right, but he usually got my gist
-Thanks Fiona!

Into the Woods

so yesterday we started painting for Beaches Children Choir's production of Into the Woods (finally). we drove to Home Depot yesterday morning in the pouring rain, loaded the car with gallons of paint, struggled and cursed till got the car out of the parking lot, and drove from Yonge and 16 to Warden and Danforth. it was a long trip. may have gotten caught on the camera passing the yellow light. (Papa will inform us soon enough if the 'letter' comes in the mail.)

We spent the day painting in the garage, till the rain ceased and we could open the garage door! fresh air.
the household holds: a very vocal 3 1/2 year old, an almost equally vocal 9 month old, and a very large ginger retriever. company of the sis made the day very tolerable and enjoyable. We drove to Pape and Danforth and gorged on garlicy Greek food. it was delicious. we then had to get some dessert (12 lil sweet balls to be exacts, soaked in syrup, only $3.00!) I then tried Greek coffee for the first time! very exciting till I realized it was equivalent of Turkish coffee. was then reminded by the sis of the dispute and the pride of the two nations.

When the day was done (and I was told by 3 1/2 year old Hannah that I can't exchange fat ginger dog with fat tabby cat), we were driving home when we had to brake, in the middle of the road, so a fox could pass. apparently the laws of traffic are above the four legged creature. a car is coming? they will stop.

will be making more journeys to that corner of the city to complete the project. photos to come (of the dog also).

Show goes up in June!

We were born without time

Day dreams on a crisp sunny spring day.

I was on my way to meet V. for lunch. The sun was shining and it was freezing. Perfect day to just sit on the train and  imagine my fabulous life to be. When I'm the Head of Properties/co-Artistic Director of the Metropolitan Opera of New York, I would be interviewed by Vogue and featured for my fabulous outfits at the Met Costume Gala. During my interview I would be asked about the people that influence my life and keep me afloat. I would casually drop names that would have to be expanded on in brackets (the internationally renowned .... ) "oh V just designed me something spectacular out of nowhere." "oh W. just made me the most fabulous print. I just hung it in my breakfast room." The article would then feature intimate photos of the sis, the boy, Chyna Doll (in Amazon, cause that's where we'll be chilling), and Lizbeth having a laugh {while I cringe} at her mccaw being silly.
There would also be a photo of my party (with the K&P peeps holding champaign flutes) to celebrate the special  design that  Fabergé   did for my 60th birthday.

In the meantime, come to our birthday party in May! (that has no home yet) yay!

Diamonds, feathers, and Lizbeth.

On my last off day (I have to be at work at 5:30 a.m tomorrow, damn blogs take so much time), I met with Miss Birdie and her lad and we went to the Maharaja Exhibition at the AGO. Aside from me wanting to be an Indian Princess circa 1765, the exhibition rekindled my love for Indian art and patterns. So much time and detail and creativity goes into each square inch of embellishments, and everything is thoroughly decorated. Where did all these precious gems come from? I wouldn't mind some real diamonds for my turban. and you can never have too many ruby necklaces from Cartier. It's no wonder the first thought that the British had was: MINE. Aside from the whispering jokes, snickering and MINE comments, the beauty of it all was exactly as I imagined. We ended the day in an Indian restaurant with amazing company.    

My photo of the exhibition. I think it suffices. 

Turkish coffee latte and turkish delight at the Art Square Gallery Cafe.

Happy V-Day! (Vomit Heart Day)

In continuation of off days, I spent Monday with my valentine. It was very anti-hallmark and marvelous. We had sushi from Sushi Bong with their 2" Green Dragons, followed by a really long nap. I got Godiva covered cashews and hot chocolate powder. They have not been documented due to consumption. For dinner we had burgers! Can't go wrong with that, especially with decoration like that! oh my. Midnight trip to METRO proved fruitful (or chocolateful) with Belgium chocolate ice-cream cake that was shared with the fam as desert. It's nice to know you don't need commercialism to enhance your relationship. Happy Love day baby.      

I didn't get my peonies. but mum told me not to be a princess, they're not in season. and he did try! 

Long weekend

So I had the past four days off. It was amazing. Chyna Doll came from Guelph and we hung out for the weekend. It's nice not to be rushed for work in the morning or be tired as hell when I see her. and she made my weekend ♥  We went to Art Square Cafe on Saturday for some salad and tea. They're having an exhibition by two Persian artists titled 'Two Persians'. The calligraphy work is pretty nicely done. It made me want to start making collages again. I have my own personal calligrapher. Saturday night involved some drunken shenanigans with Gamer Girl and one very creepy waiter. On Sunday we went to Moonbean Cafe which I have never been to, and I had the best latte I have had in a really really long time. It's good to know some independent cafes still make good coffee. Thanks girlies, I needed this.

xx

                             

Cafe La Gaffe.

Had lunch with the Pa today. we went to Cafe La Gaffe on Baldwin. I don't know why I assumed it would be part of Winterlicious, but it was reasonably priced and delish. We got an avocado and brie sandwich, and a salmon and roaster pepper sandwich. I also ordered my Pa's first pint of Creemore and he was a little startled by my beer enthusiasm. We went there because a) it's a super quaint place, and b) they have a wooden mask on their wall amidst their mismatched decoration that is the same style as my Pa's collection. Pa bought his masks over 30 years ago from a family friend and I have grown up with them always hanging somewhere around the house (though they are much smaller). I asked, but they won't sell their giant one. Let me know if you know anything about the style/period/origin and the such! you can see it in the photo.

Bon Appetite!  

Rooibos Tea

One of the security guards today gave me a small portion of Rooibos tea. Then he went on to tell me about the two girls who opened their hotel room door in their bra and undies and invited him in (he, of course, undeniably refused, being the gent that he is.) and so we conversed while waiting for Bill Bell at 6:28 in the morning. I brewed the tea in a strainer and poured it into the Moroccan tea cups. My mum said it tastes like tasteless Persian tea. But I like it. it's calming and has hints of chamomile. I strongly suggest the Tazo Vanilla Rooibos tea. A pleasant way to pass Sunday evening, with the cats gallivanting in the kitchen.

Turn my sorrow into a BLOG! ♥

Epic Birthday Party date picked!

So after 8 birthdays together on and off, Feinan and I are throwing an epic joint birthday party! Now, I forgot if it was May 7th of the 14th (even though we decided on it today.) So we shall let  you know, and you shall BOOK IT OFF. and no one is allowed to partake in any other activity during that day in case it gets prolonged and puts your attendance in jeopardy. Unless I don't like you, in which case you won't be invited anyway so feel free to spend your Saturday at your own leisure!! I'm thinking of asking Brian for his party room. I haven't asked him yet, so if he read this before I get to ask him, Brian can we have your party room for a night? 

-xo