Dear Capt'n Kosher

That speech was effing EPIC!! It may have sealed your fate, buddy, but man oh man, jaws dropped all over America. Thank you for stirring up a little drama :). I think I might even miss you.

Team Brachel once more. Oh goody.

"I had no idea how many eyeballs were in there. I should've just avoided it."

I guess my BB observations are nitty gritty point form. Suppose that's not such a horrible thing. I mean, really...do I really need to be concerned with proper grammar & sentence structure while authoring my thoughts on BB? I didn't think so.

• Andrew makes a great man servant - but don't put peaches in his iced tea or he goes all Incredible Hulk.
• Did Kathy just admit that she can't count?
• Chris, in reply to hearing one of the house guests say, Rachel is a huge target: "Actually, Rachel is TWO huge targets".
• I half expected Lane to break into a pre-plastic Kenny Rogers during the PoV competition, didn't you?
  
• You may not believe me, but I totally guessed the correct number of feet exactly on the snake question. Chris even looked impressed, til he then commented shortly thereafter, "Man those are big tits"....followed by a lengthy exchange and questions surrounding the size of her ta-tas that isn't worth transcribing. He did manage a, "but I like yours the best", in true sucking up fashion ;).
• BRANCHEL? My eyes are sore from rolling.
• Andrew's 'speech' at the PoV was completely unbelievable if you ask me. Though, if you ask Rachel, she's completely convinced. Shocking? No. Not really.

Hey Spoiler or Newsflasher or whatever the hell you're going to call yourself next...find another blog to sabotage!

Oh Missy...

This was too funny not to share.

Yes, I love cats - more than a human maybe should. And perhaps yes, I did have to be in the proper mindset to read what I'm about to show you....but, if you are in in the right mindset, I guarantee you will laugh...

And laugh I did - more the second time 'round, in fact.

http://blogs.catster.com/the-cats-meow-a-cat-and-kitten-blog/lost-cat-email-exchange-an-exercise-in-malicious-compliance/2010/06/24/

Click it, you know you wannnnnnnna :)

I see your mouth moving but I can't tell what you're really saying...

Ooooh a two-hour "Men Tell All" episode to stretch the time up to the finale a little bit more.

Meh.

Turns out I really don't care what the men had to tell. Last night's episode was boring and uneventful. If I knew that I'd have to sit through Kasey's singing again I would have opted for an early bedtime instead. I really wanted to see Justin on the hot seat, but, in true Wes-the-scumbag fashion, he was 'unavailable' as well.

I do look forward to next week, however.

Dear Anonymous...

...I thought we had established something. I thought you understood. Now you go and do it again. That makes me very sad.

Not all of my friends and followers have blogger accounts or gmail accounts, so I've opted to allow my comment section as "anonymous" for them to be free to add their thoughts. I don't want to have to censor them, to try to censor you.

Please leave your 'spoiler alerts' and your 'newsflash' comments to yourself, and NOT on my blog!

For the man in your life that has EVERYTHING...

If you're struggling to come up with a perfect gift idea for that special person in your life, and you have a heavy wallet, perhaps I have the answer to all of your worries:

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/38376048/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001

It's a hefty pricetag for a bottle of beer. Though, at 55%, it's a collector's item, no doubt. I suppose that the empty could then serve as an interesting mantle piece and therefore be the gift that keeps on giving?

For all my faint of heart readers, think of it this way -- it gives a whole new purpose in "life" for God's small creatures who've not made it 'cross the road in time to get to the other side.

As you were.

"She's making science trashy"

• Brendan is sooo very cute, isn't he? Too bad his taste in women sucks donkey.
• Matt IS a snake - but I think he will add some tension and drama to the "plot". All good drama involves at least 1 person pitting both sides against each other, doesn't it?
• Tell me, just what is Monet a model of??
• I think I would possibly be up on charges for assault if I was in the same room as Rachel and she started to laugh in front of me.
• I wonder if Britney will grow a backbone now that her partner in crying has been kicked to the curb?? Nah, probably not.
• So which two house guests do you figure have a relationship outside of the house? At first I thought it might be Rachel and Brendan - real life couple before the showmance...but, that's been done, hasn't it? Chris has been insisting it's Kathy and Britney -thinking they're mother/daughter. I suppose they do both have the same stupid accent and general dumb about them, not to mention too many teeth for their mouths.

Jeepers, it's a good thing for BB or you'd have nothing new to read.

"Most of those, let's face it, come out of strippers' g-strings"

• I made a mental note to never, ever cry again after watching the first 10 minutes. Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeebusssssssss.
• "Stupid hooker" - insult of the night.
• "My goal is to get out Monet this week" - No. It's, 'My goal is to get Monet out'. Boobs AND brains? Um, no. No you didn't.
• Attention Monet: Rachel is NOT jealous of you and your cock-eye.
• My jaw completely DROPPED when Matt declared fabrication of a disease that his wife is suffering from. A**hole. Johnny Fairplay much? Doing shit like that is tempting fate, if you ask me.
  
• Um. 60 x 60 is NOT 1200. I feel like I lost a few billion brain cells just watching this episode.
• The only bad thing about watching reality tv is you can't reach your hand in and strangle the whiny little bitches (obviously written as Britney gloated about winning the PoV).
• Quotable quote of the night: "Most of those, let's face it, come out of strippers' g-strings".
• How could Rachel really doubt Andrew's loyalty to their alliance after witnessing his little happy dance when she won HoH? (there goes another brain cell).
• WHY would you admit to the house that you're using someone as a pawn (another brain cell).
• And Andrew "excaped" harm with his prayer thing. Yeah. (yet another brain cell).

The Hoff - Literally

Just when you think you've got yourself composed, they go and make a LITERAL version of the video!

I've had to wipe the tears, yet AGAIN! (Note: it's imperative to watch yesterday's video before viewing today's).

Enjoy!

The Hoff makes his comeback (to my blog, that is)

Because we all need a good laugh by times. I discovered this little gem a long time ago. A good friend reminded me of it today.

If you watch this and don't laugh, you have bigger problems than I can help you with.

Chris & Ali, sittin' in a tree......

And now we're back to the Bachelorette (and OMG did you happen to catch the preview for the Bachelor Pad in the commercials!!? Fear not my pretties, the blog shall never fail to have good reality tv fodder! Not to mention the return of KIPTYN!!!).

I missed recapping last week with the hometown dates and the meeting of the potential in-laws. In short-form: Roberto looked hot in his baseball uniform. Chris secured his place in my (and hopefully Ali's) heart with a touching visit home, and Frank's hometown date was typical Frank and Ali. I was never overly attached to Kirk, so when he was let go, I wasn't overly concerned. And, I can't help but think that perhaps his father weirded her out with his extra-curricular activities? Say it with me folks,.........creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppy!

Tonight we embark upon Frankie's indecision - something that the previews have already ruined, and if you read my blog and read the comment section of my Bachelorette posts, my Spoiler already ruined for me. All I gotta ask is, how long did he and Nicole go out, how long have they been apart, and what made them split in the first place?? Was this show a test for him? For him to figure out what he wanted? The fact that he took this long to figure it out seems completely ridiculous to me... (Hmmmmm....there I go speculating about the scripted potential of this damn show). Gotta say, the chemistry between Frank and Nicole was blatantly obvious. Perhaps they'll marry and have twins - one boy, one girl - naming them Al and Ali? *shrug*

{HOW cheesy was that 'snap the wet head back' as Ali frolicked in the ocean?}

{Ok, I totally wanna go to Tahiti}

Obviously we knew before the show's end who she's choosing between for the "final rose", so there's not much more to say. While her date with Roberto was steamy and they indeed have physical pull toward one another, there's just something about her and Chris. They fit. They laugh, they joke, and they have a romantic spark. I loved their little pearl hunt -- and she better get jewelery made out of those pearls she found! If you read this blog, Ali -- CHRIS is the KEEPER!!**

{I'm truly growing tired of her expressing how she gave up her job - her whollllle life - just to be here.....We GOT it, Ali. We got it}

{Oh my EFF she's whiny!!}

*Do I have to warn you again, Spoiler?! I hope not!

if you think you are beaten...

We all go through our own trials and tribulations. Though we may feel overwhelmed and trodden-over, we must always remember to count the blessings that we do have. I've had a bit of a wallowing, "poor me" weekend. I can allow myself that much, but now it's time to admit that I can't control what is going to happen - what will be, will be. It's time for me to put on my big girl panties, move on, and let whatever is facing me, face me...knowing that I can make a difference for myself, and knowing that I'll come out better for it. I can, and I will (remind me, will ya?).

If You Think You are Beaten

Walter D. Wintle

If you think you are beaten, you are.

If you think you dare not, you don't.

If you'd like to win but think you can't,

It's almost certain you won't.

Life's battles don't always go

To the stronger or faster man,

But sooner or later, the man who wins

Is the man who thinks he can.

"Some idiot, who wasn't smart enough to put on pants..."

There's some crap going on with work right now. I purposely don't blog about my work. That's just not smart. Suffice it to say that I haven't been feeling overly 'bloggy' lately, so that's why I've been a bit quiet 'round here. I have a few drafted posts I will try to get up next week - fun times, including a house concert with Irish, and seeing a live taping of Live! with Regis and Kelly show. Til then, it's BB night, so I'll leave you with a bit from tonight's show...

So Annie was the saboteur -- and was the first to leave the house. I wish she had've stayed a bit longer. The concept could have made for much more drama - especially later on in the game when relationships were that much stronger. Oh well, perhaps they will bring in another saboteur? On to the current, and to quote the super smart Enzo, the poor "Brigade was hit with a grenade", when Boobs was crowned the new HoH. Booooooooooooooooo. I love how the rest of the house hates her. Every time she laughs it's akin to nails on the chalkboard for me. The only thing worse than her laugh is Britney. She is one whiny bitch. I hope she enjoys her fishsticks. She'll need all her energy to try to win herself the PoV to get her sorry arse off the block. I won't be upset if she fails, however.

"I have never seen mayo come out of a pony"

It was a quote-worthy evening, indeed. In point-form:

• I *HATE* *HATE* *HATE Hayden's hair!
• I'm so glad that Enzo is subtitled. I have a really hard time understanding him, and totally thought he said 'porn' when he actually said 'pawn'.
• Actual quote from Chris after viewing one of Enzo's camera moments: "Why are your nipples so small and why are they spaced so far apart?"
• A nice play by Brendon in the PoV! I was so not ready to see him walk out the door.
• And Chris, in response to Rachel not winning the PoV: "I don't want her to go home! I like her boobs!"
• Annnnnd yet another comment about Enzo's obscenely small nipples. He's now coined him, "Nickel Nipples".
• Kathy is useless.
• Best quote of the night: "I have never seen mayo come out of a pony".
  
• "I get off Scotch free". Hmmm. Yeeeeah. That's it, Britney.
• I love this show :).

(whooooo boy will people get a surprise bringing up my blog when they're actually searching for porn, nipples or boobs).

Closure

His name was Charles E. Jenkins. He was 62.

I needed a name..., y'know?

.....

May he rest in peace.

On blogging

Just because someone starts a blog with world wide access does not mean that it will be around forever. Hell, I could pull the plug on My Happy Place at any moment, and it would gone into cyberspace. I don't have any intentions of doing so, mind you, but who knows? It's a sad day when I go to pull up a "favourited" site and I'm met with a "not found" message. These people, some whom I've not met, have become 'friends' to me, and I miss them.

So, Amber, why the blog? I don't post my thoughts in a weird 'voyeur' sort of way. It's not the the fact that anyone can see what I type if they 'happen' upon my prose during a random search for bad tv or complaints about health ailments. I don't post things in hope that they will induce dozens of comments from strangers. I primarily started this, and continue it, as a means of documentation and an avenue in which I could try to hone my writing skills. By putting it out there "live", it does leave me with some bit of accountability, too. I mean, I can't go months in between postings if I'm going to have any 'followers', am I? I knew from the start that I had a few faithfuls and you all do a great job at keeping me on task ;). I keep the blog open to the public because it's really neat 'meeting' new people through this venue. And, I have to admit that deep down part of me has a small, small wish that I will be discovered, and my boring life will be put out there on the big screen, a la Julie/Julia Project ;). I kid, I kid. Or do I? ;).

The whole blogging 'community' is something you can't understand unless you do have a blog. There is something that is so exciting when you see a new comment from someone who hasn't commented before. Someone you may not even know - but, they took the time to read your thoughts, and took it even farther to post a little something back to you. Shout out to two of my most recent commenters -- Shar and Leah! Thanks for coming on board! How'd you get here? I do hope you'll stay!

And, another shout out to dear Sizzle who's popped in a few times. I've been reading her blog for years. I can't remember what blog I was reading, or how I found it (sometimes I would do searches on blogger for people matching my interests, that must have been it). This girl happened to have a blog that Sizzle also read, and she wrote a comment in one of the posts. The comment had so much depth, concern, and smarts that I immediately clicked her name and was routed to her own blog - and I've been reading her ever since (check her out -- she's awesome!).

A huge hello and thank you for reading to the few silent readers, who email me or tell me they've been reading. It really means a lot that you do come back here to read my mundane drivel ;).

And, finally, a shout out to Martha, and Heidi, I don't know if you read this anymore, but, if you do -- I miss your blogs. I still have your old sites bookmarked and come back to them, from time to time, in the off chance that you've decided to open them up again. Drop me a line to let me know how you're doing.

I think I've babbled on enough (this is what you get on a rainy Sunday morning). Just, thanks. Thanks for reading - thanks for being here.

Crying for a man I didn't know...

Chris & I were walking through town this afternoon - heading to the car, actually, and as we passed through Victoria Row we saw a crowd of people surrounding a man on the ground. The man had a pair of brown dress pants on, sneakers, and a light colored shirt that buttoned down the front. He looked to be in his 50's or 60's...but it was hard to tell. His face was purple. There were people kneeling beside him and it looked like they were doing CPR. A few moments later he was turned to his side, as he had started to vomit. A few minutes later the police arrived, and they resumed the CPR effort. He must have been alone when whatever happened, happened, because someone had the man's wallet out to ID him.

10 minutes later the ambulance arrived. It seemed like forever passed...but perhaps it was really only another 10 more minutes of trying what they could....tubes and IVs, and shock pads... Eventually the paramedics started to pack up their equipment, and the final step was to hoist the poor man onto the stretcher --I made a comment to Chris - asking him why they weren't putting him on the stretcher and getting him into the ambulance before cleaning up their stuff.

"Amber - he didn't make it...".

And they left the scene without lights or sirens.

I cried for a man I didn't know. For his family... he was someone's son. He was possibly someone's brother. Possibly someone's uncle. Possibly someone's husband...someone's father. And he died, with no loved ones at his side...on the street, with strangers and passersby gawking at him.

That poor man.

Life is so fragile, and it can be over in minutes, without any warning. Live without regrets...and tell the people around you that you love them... I hope and pray that the poor man on the street had heard the words, "I love you" sometime today...

"from an Orthodox Jew to a kosher wiener"

It's HEEEEREEEEE!! A new season of Big Brother started tonight, and I have to admit that I was slightly overjoyed :). How I missed this show! It's way too early in the game to talk about the cast by name so I've done my best to use enough descriptive words that you'll all know who I'm talking about. And here we go -- my initial thoughts about show 1:

• Momma told me not to judge a book by it's cover, but I don't like Dame of the Big Boobs. If her 'cover' didn't do it, her laugh sure would have.
• WTF was Kristen wearing as she entered the house?? Both Chris & I thought she had a plastic bum on her behind. After she sat I'm supposing it was just a big loose top...but man. If you have a chance take a look back to see what I mean.
  
• I think I'm going to like the whole "Saboteur" strategy in the game -- it's sure to induce oodles of drama. Any thoughts on who you think it is? My official guess (as soon as the idea was mentioned) is the Jewish dude with his own kosher pot. Chris figures the infamous saboteur is not known yet - and the one that gets the most votes on the text vote will be it.**
• The cute little blonde that was stoked about there being a homosexual in the house - totally could be Dolly Parton's offspring, no?
  
• Best line from the night, "from an Orthodox Jew to a kosher wiener..".
• The swimmer dude....cuuuuuuuuute.
• The Jewish hat thingy would be perfect for bald men, wouldn't it? Especially those suffering the patchy-unseen-as-he-looks-in-the-mirror-bald-patch-in-the-back balding men.
  

**ATTENTION SPOILER PERSON** -- PLEASE keep your thoughts and findings to yourself and NOT in my comment section! I take my BB VERY seriously!

Look at yourself after watching this...

Wow. Just. Wow.

Vertigo?

So -- anyone in my readership suffer from, or know someone who suffers from, vertigo? I had what I can only describe as an 'episode' last night before going to sleep. I felt fine all day and evening...then in bed, before I'd even gone to sleep (Chris & I were watching a bit of tv before slumber), the bed suddenly started spinning, and not the kinky kind of spinning, I assure you! I thought that was wierd, and settled into my pillow to sleep it off. I fell asleep easily enough, but then, through the night, as I'm prone to do, I flip and flop and move to the other side and each time I recall that the bed was still spinning. I get up when the alarm clock rings...walking sideways to the bathroom...head still spinning. I shower. The motion of me lowering my head to rinse the shampoo nearly makes me vomit. I call my manager, and explain to her that I shall not be into work today and end up horizontal on the couch for the day -- sleeping pretty much the whole morning and afternoon away. I awoke at 4pm, got something to eat. My dizzy head is now more sore than dizzy (unless I put it down), and I ended up going to work for the final 3 hours of my evening shift, because if I didn't, there'd be no coverage and/or someone would have to work extra hours after working the whole day.

You know I'm fairly quick to blame the weather - the high humidity - on my 'afflictions'...and I'm not totally excusing that away yet, for it's a freakingly hot, humid day today. Thank GOD for a/c, is allllllll I can say. And, I write this more to document my story so I can read back and say, yes, every year this time when it's hot, sticky and humid I feel nasty, but the rest of the year, pretty fine. If any of you all have had similar experiences, please feel free to leave a comment on how you handled it or found some relief?

all Matt, all the time....

Saturday night I had the chance to see Great Big Sea in town with those awesome passes I alluded to in the previous post. However, on the same night GBS was going to be in town, Matt Andersen was going to be in Summerside, as part of their Outdoor Concert Series. Matty clearly won out, and thanks to ColleenB and her sister & niece, I even had company (on account of Chris not being able to go). Thanks Bovaird ladies for allowing me to tag along :).

Before heading out I diligently checked the weather forecast to ensure I was dressed appropriately. The low was supposed to be 16 or 18 - there was no possibility of precipitation until the overnight hours, and the wind gusts were only 20kms. Having sat out on the deck for a bit earlier in the day, I knew it was 'summer hot' out - and expected as much til the sun went down at least. I wore my new capri pants that have the roll down, allowing pant length (truly the smartest choice when attending an outdoor concert in the Maritimes, I thought). I had a tank top on, and had packed a little 3/4 length sweater to go over top the tank when the sun fell, and another light jacket (no hood) as a "just in case" option if it really fell to the 16 degree mark.

I arrived at Colleen's sister, Barbara's, house and from there we piled into Colleen's Corolla, first stopping in Stanley Bridge to pick up Julia, Barbara's daughter. We stopped in K-town for supper at the Frosty Treat (mmmm Frosty Treat). It was so windy I had goosebumps, so I promptly donned the 3/4 length sweater. After too much food we then headed to our destination in Summerside (making record time, if I might add), settling ourselves in true Bovaird-fashion -- in the front row :). It became overcast...and the winds were whipping (20 kms my arse!)...and it was COLD! We laughed at Barbara's packing job -- she looked like she was ready for a winter outdoor concert, but might I just add that I wasn't laughing too long when she offered up a few extra fleece blankets my way! It did spit rain a few times, but thankfully, there wasn't any "big" rain. I had packed my umbrella like a responsible packer -- but it really would have impeded the view of those behind the front row ;).

Meaghan Blanchard hit the stage first as opener for Matt. She had a full band with her, and it had been the first time I'd heard her with a full band, and I loved it! I will definitely continue to see her shows when I have the opportunity. I especially liked her 2nd song, "Tired" (listen to it here) - one she said was an oldie that she was bringing back. It had a real bluesy feel, yet kept her sweetness at the same time. Bravo, Meaghan! This girl is going to go FAR.

After a great set by Meaghan, the big man hit the stage, with some old favourites like "Angel Gets the Blues" and "Ain't No Sunshine", and even his rendition of "I'm on Fire". He also performed a few from his new Piggyback album, including, "Hold Me with Both Hands", and "Devil's Bride". As an added treat, Matt also brought Meaghan back out to have her help with "So Gone Now". A killer, killer show! With every performance of Matt's that I've ever seen, he gives 150% of himself and this recent performance was no different. I know I sound like a broken record, but if you've not had the opportunity to see this man in action...you havvvvve to. Really, you have no idea what you're missing!

Despite the cool breezes, I had a terrific time at the concert. Both Matt and Meaghan were amazing!

Funny

I found this funny the first time. And, I found this funny on re-run. You must hit Play!! Dennis Quaid says, "PLAY!"

Countdown to hometown

It's getting down to the nitty gritty now with the last 5 men standing. All are ones I even tolerate or perhaps, like. 5 men, and 4 dates - either she has her mind made up with who is going home, and enjoys fun dates with the remaining 4. Or, one is her final pick and she doesn't have him come on a date because she knows he'll be the last man standing... Could be interesting -- off to pop some popcorn and enjoy the dates!

Thoughts during commercial breaks:

• Roberto is H-O-T!
• Ty's parents should totally have pinned his ears back when he was a child.
• Frank lives with his parents. Awesome. Pre-judged or not.
• Chris is a big dweeb. Perhaps that's why I like him so much? As cute as Roberto is, I am *hearting* Chris, and I want him to be Mr. Ali.**
• OMG I cannot WAIT for the showdown betwixt Jake and Vienna!!

So the dates didn't go as I'd imagined, but no matter. I wonder if Ty's ears sealed his fate? Really, would she want to take the chance of passing that gene on? Ok, ok...maybe it had some small thing to do with the divorce? Or the fact that Roberto is so much hotter? Or the fact that Chris is so much sweeter? Whatev.

And now for the Jake/Vienna Interview:

I must admit to being much more entertained during the last 40 mins watching the drama unfold as the 'fairytale' ended between Jake and Vienna. Is it just me, or was that all a liiiiittle junior high?? (What does the word "expecially" mean?). That, or an adult dealing with/disciplining a child. (Man I wish they'd stop talking about their "intimacy"). Actually it was more Chris Harrison trying to discipline two children.

Did any faithful viewer get any answers with that 'interview'? Umm. No. I can tell you one thing -- THIS faithful viewer has learned to dislike the both of them a little bit more -if that was even possible. I'm working the late shift this week, so I know I'd be up til this time of night anyway. At least I don't feel like I've been gypped of a good night's sleep.

What did you think?

**Hey Mr. or Mrs. Spoiler. Yeah, YOU. Keep your comments to yourself and not on my blog!

An evening with Cirque

Part of Chris' "payment" for doing the photo gig on the waterfront for this year's Summerfest were a couple of passes to the events. It was nice for him to get two, because obviously he couldn't use one himself, so when given to me, I could then in turn offer out the second to have a 'date'. I am not one of those types of people who is overly comfortable roaming around crowds and functions by my lonesome. Chris says I should "work on that". Pffft. Whatever. Anywhooo...so last night Lana and I took in the Cirque du Soleil performance, after a delicious shawarma supper at Cedars. Cirque takes place at dusk, so before the show, we took in some of the busker's show, Sandland and got acquainted with the folks at the Smoothie bar. We each enjoyed a fruity smoothie with a dash (ok, truth be told, two dashes) of our favourite spirit, and then headed back to the concert area to cop a squat (stand) for the event. It would appear that the audience all enjoyed themselves - apart from the little old lady who was unimpressed with Kowboy Mike standing in her view (she actually slapped him in the face at one point, apparently - I missed it).

This had been my first time seeing Cirque, and I must admit, they put on a very impressive performance and I'm glad that I had an opportunity to see it. I encourage you all to try to get down tomorrow night to see their final performance. The water part was my favourite. If you can't afford a ticket to the show, go on down to Queen street at about 9:15pm to catch their free parade!

Some pics of the night:

Sandland this year showcased the festival's sponsors. Pepsi.

And Superstore. This was too cool -- look at the detail -- the man's face is all different vegetables -- even carrot fingers. So creative!

Bell Aliant. I'm not sure what the monkey is supposed to represent.

And WestJet. The plane had 3 seats just ready for your portraits. Of COURSE Lana and I had to indulge. We sorta thought one of the other passers-by might offer to take our photo together on the plane, but no one did. Perhaps if we had been under the age of 12 or something, it would have made a difference? ;)

So, we each had our turn. The Queen's wave was my idea. To honour her visit to the Maritimes, of course. :)

Then it was time for Cirque. They start their performance off with a parade down the streets of Charlottetown. It wouldn't be possible to be at the parade, and then make it back down to the stage area to see the rest of the show, so they had a jumbo screen there for all to see the parade.
There was a lot more fire in the parade than the stage.

The stage; this chick walked in stilts the whole performance.

And the final bow. Bravo!!

Did you see it? What did you think?

Oh Canada

Happy Canada Day!!!

Per the norm that has been the last oh...5 years?...Chris is the event photographer for the City's Canada Day festival. So, I'm on my own for the day. It's beautiful out there, so what the heck am I doing inside on the laptop? Great question! I shall don my skivvies momentarily and go deck surfing, you can be sure :). From there, perhaps a pedi and some shameless tv? I think the mall is open, so maybe even some retail therapy?

Apparently the fireworks display are the biggest ever - Chris says I'm "missing out" if I don't come down to see them. The population of PEI leaving the grounds in traffic, and me having to work a 7:30am shift in the morning are not a combination I want to mess with, so I might just make this a complete "me" day, from start to finish. Ya'll know how much I love a little loafing anyway ;).

Last night, I joined Erin, Tanya, Pam, SueEllen and Julie at Julie and Brian's BEAUTIFUL new home. It was a belated birthday gathering for Julie and a chance for her to show off her new digs! We had many munchies, including homemade "Lonestar" salsa & nachos, cheese & crackers, cream cheese roll-ups, veggies & fruit. Oh, and the dessert was an ice cream sandwich-caramel 'lasagna' type thing that was ammmaaaaazing! Thanks girlies -- I had an amazing time!! xo.

Well, the deck is calling :).