Friday, July 28
Sunday, July 23
Four Gold Stars...
I have to give props to Matt: He, like, did my dishes for me....All weekend. Any time there was a dish in the sink, he put it in the dishwasher and then ran it at the end of the day. After every meal or snack, he cleaned the kitchen and wiped down the counters. I don't even do that. My kitchen has never seen itself so clean.
*Swoon*
Friday, July 21
We're not in Vancouver anymore....
Here is the thing about Vancouver: People walk everywhere. It is common for a household to own only one car. Some don't own cars at all. That's because people don't mind walking or bussing to and from the grocery store, convenient store, coffee shop, mall, dinner, theater, ect... In awe of this, I decided to drive less and walk more. For instance, the gym and grocery store are in the same tiny shopping center only 4 blocks from my house. Literally less than a 1 minute drive. Yesterday, I decided to walk to the gym. Yesterday, I almost died. Halfway there I kept thinking, "It's not too late to get your car..." I was so hot and exhausted and drained of all energy by the time I got to the gym that I could only stay on the elliptical machine for 15 minutes before I thought I might pass out. So I went into the yoga room and laid on the floor for long while to cool off and catch my breath. (I was "stretching.") It was the most awful experience of my life.
Thursday, July 20
My Poor Abused Credit Card and One Long Lost Hubcap: A Tale of Woe
First of all, let's have a moment of silence for my poor, poor credit card
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I has been through so much lately: A week of shopping with Fiona, a trip to Victoria, B.C., and four new tires for my car. Bye, bye cash.
This Just In....
Melissa is found. Not to worry. She is safe and sound, and she sent me presents. I LOVE this kid!
Tuesday, July 18
Sunday, July 16
Not so hillarious story:

Wednesday, July 12
Greetings From Canadia!

So my first day in Vancouver landed me and Fiona at a salon to get our eyebrows threaded because we both looked dispicable. Very interesting experience. It involves a piece of thread looped and pulled in such a way that it rips out all those stray eyebrow hairs at the root. It only lasted about 3 mins, but by the end, my face was SCREAMING, and for a brief moment I was afriad I was blinded. However, now my eyebrow look amazing! I can't stop glancing at myself in the car's side mirror. Then, we spent the rest of a dreary day at the mall. Shopping. With our credit cards. Very dangerous indeed!
Thursday, July 6
Here's The Thing About Texas...
