There are now 29 more sleeps before we leave Canada. We will fly to Rome on March 23rd and the marathon is a short 2 sleeps later in Rome.
Fantastico!
R
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Kung-Fu Mermal
Heehee, I drew this in 1997 for my sister.
It reads... "From another time, for some greater purpose... Kung-Fu Mermal was created. By some bizarre accident (it just always is, isn't it?) the great mermal has come to be of this world - Earth 1997. Here he fights awesomely, using his advanced Kung-Fu techniques to defeat evil."
R
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Good times...
Hey guys! Remember some good times,
camping, field trips, parties... These pictures were all taken before we were married, old farts. Now, we mix a scoop of real coffee in with the decaf for a wild night. Heehee.
I miss the Bradley pad. We should decorate your house like the BradPad for your bday...
R
Darn stinking cold...
So, if you are not in Edmonton, it's cold here.
I kinda like it, reminds me of home...
Roz's tips for the -30somethings:
1. Just because it's cold out, you don't have a licence to drink all the hot chocolate you want. Try some nice herbal teas, add some honey for comfort. Save the hot chocolate for a treat, and it will taste that much better with peanut butter crackers... Mmmm...
2. Scarf. Wear it. People need to take care of their necks, or you'll end up looking like a 30something with an 80something nape. In fact, just make sure you bundle up appropriately all round.
3. Get out the lotion. You are probably going to have hot baths and showers when you get in from the stinking cold. Make sure to apply lots of body lotion after, or you'll dry right out. Again, Demi Moore looks great, everywhere but her neck. Don't miss that spot.
4. Keep a positive attitude. Sure it's cold out, sure your nostrils have frozen together, sure the tips of your ears have mild frostbite and you're going to lose most of your eyelashes the next time you blink, but at least, umm, well, I'm sure there's something good about it.
5. Fuzzy socks. Nothing says warm like a pair of Maxwell's on your feet.
If you have some good tips, bring 'em on!
R
I kinda like it, reminds me of home...
Roz's tips for the -30somethings:
1. Just because it's cold out, you don't have a licence to drink all the hot chocolate you want. Try some nice herbal teas, add some honey for comfort. Save the hot chocolate for a treat, and it will taste that much better with peanut butter crackers... Mmmm...
2. Scarf. Wear it. People need to take care of their necks, or you'll end up looking like a 30something with an 80something nape. In fact, just make sure you bundle up appropriately all round.
3. Get out the lotion. You are probably going to have hot baths and showers when you get in from the stinking cold. Make sure to apply lots of body lotion after, or you'll dry right out. Again, Demi Moore looks great, everywhere but her neck. Don't miss that spot.
4. Keep a positive attitude. Sure it's cold out, sure your nostrils have frozen together, sure the tips of your ears have mild frostbite and you're going to lose most of your eyelashes the next time you blink, but at least, umm, well, I'm sure there's something good about it.
5. Fuzzy socks. Nothing says warm like a pair of Maxwell's on your feet.
If you have some good tips, bring 'em on!
R
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Happy Valematines!
Hey everybody,
Welcome to the day of commercial love. Show someone you care by purchasing them something they don't need. Unless you are planning to get your lady "The Notebook", and then in that case, she will love you forever.
We have been suffering in unsilence after our dodgeball tournament last Saturday. Did you know that running around for 5 hours chasing bouncy, red balls, and then fleeing from those same projectiles of pain, is an enormous amount of work. Because I didn't. Not even a little bit. A picnic, that's what I thought. With little cucumber sandwiches that have no crust. And lemonade.
So, what's new everybody? What did you do for Valematines day?
R
Welcome to the day of commercial love. Show someone you care by purchasing them something they don't need. Unless you are planning to get your lady "The Notebook", and then in that case, she will love you forever.
We have been suffering in unsilence after our dodgeball tournament last Saturday. Did you know that running around for 5 hours chasing bouncy, red balls, and then fleeing from those same projectiles of pain, is an enormous amount of work. Because I didn't. Not even a little bit. A picnic, that's what I thought. With little cucumber sandwiches that have no crust. And lemonade.
So, what's new everybody? What did you do for Valematines day?
R
Thursday, February 09, 2006
On distance
So, I've discovered some things about walking long distances.
We have walked almost 30 km in one day now, and the marathon will be 42 km.
Here's my breakdown of travelling long distances on foot, broken into 5 parts (or for our current distance walking, about 6 km chunks):
Leg 1 - The beginning
In the first part of your journey, you realize a bit of your left sock is bunched up funny by your third toe. You're a bit nervous that you might get a blister there later, but hey, things feel good and you keep going. You feel like you can accomplish any distance. Anything that hurt a bit at the start is stretched out by now. This is awesome!
Leg 2 - Less awesome
You still feel good, nothing hurts yet really. Maybe you're getting a bit thirsty. You've gotten over the initial excitement, but you feel okay so the groove sets in. This leg seems to go really fast.
Leg 3 - Half way
This leg is both exciting, because you are half way, and terrifying, because you are only half way. You have dawning comprehension of how far there is left to go. Something might be hurting just a little bit, and you are thirsty and hungry. You push on, after all, you're half way! Yay!
Leg 4 - Hopefully this is as bad as it gets
Sometimes this one is the easiest, because you are more than half way and your brain really pushes you. You have the initial pain of what's going to hurt really bad later, but you think this might be the worst it will feel like. And it's not that bad, so you can keep going. You feel like you might be doing this forever.
Leg 5.1 - Forever
I'm splitting this last one up because they are completely different races. This first bit is like the homestretch feeling, you know that you're close. You have dull pain but it feels better to keep moving. Getting to the next step seems to take millions of years.
Leg 5.2 - This is the end
This last part is the worst, and the best. Coming out of 5.1 you are hurting, cranky, tired, hungry, thirsty and would stop if you could. You don't feel like you are getting any closer to the end no matter how many steps you take. Infinity feels closer. And then, all of a sudden, you can see it. The end, and you want to laugh and cry. It is really hard to get there, you are numb from the pain. But when you finish, oh man, you want to do this again next week.
We are crazy! I can't believe we are so close to Rome,
R
We have walked almost 30 km in one day now, and the marathon will be 42 km.
Here's my breakdown of travelling long distances on foot, broken into 5 parts (or for our current distance walking, about 6 km chunks):
Leg 1 - The beginning
In the first part of your journey, you realize a bit of your left sock is bunched up funny by your third toe. You're a bit nervous that you might get a blister there later, but hey, things feel good and you keep going. You feel like you can accomplish any distance. Anything that hurt a bit at the start is stretched out by now. This is awesome!
Leg 2 - Less awesome
You still feel good, nothing hurts yet really. Maybe you're getting a bit thirsty. You've gotten over the initial excitement, but you feel okay so the groove sets in. This leg seems to go really fast.
Leg 3 - Half way
This leg is both exciting, because you are half way, and terrifying, because you are only half way. You have dawning comprehension of how far there is left to go. Something might be hurting just a little bit, and you are thirsty and hungry. You push on, after all, you're half way! Yay!
Leg 4 - Hopefully this is as bad as it gets
Sometimes this one is the easiest, because you are more than half way and your brain really pushes you. You have the initial pain of what's going to hurt really bad later, but you think this might be the worst it will feel like. And it's not that bad, so you can keep going. You feel like you might be doing this forever.
Leg 5.1 - Forever
I'm splitting this last one up because they are completely different races. This first bit is like the homestretch feeling, you know that you're close. You have dull pain but it feels better to keep moving. Getting to the next step seems to take millions of years.
Leg 5.2 - This is the end
This last part is the worst, and the best. Coming out of 5.1 you are hurting, cranky, tired, hungry, thirsty and would stop if you could. You don't feel like you are getting any closer to the end no matter how many steps you take. Infinity feels closer. And then, all of a sudden, you can see it. The end, and you want to laugh and cry. It is really hard to get there, you are numb from the pain. But when you finish, oh man, you want to do this again next week.
We are crazy! I can't believe we are so close to Rome,
R
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Intelligence quotient
Hey roz!
Let's chat on our blog. That's always fun. Never liked the phone anyway.
We got our flight itinerary today! Did you? It always amazes me (** like I have so much traveling experience and expertise that I could ever get away with starting a sentence about traveling with 'it always amazes me'. Anyway, continuing on...**) how the longest layover is in Canada. 14 hours of flying with a 3.5 hour layover in Toronto both ways. We're stopping in Munich/Frankfurt and apparently they're much more efficient than $!*!&#%& Air Canada since the layover Germany is a measly 40 min!
Here's to crossing an ocean.
BTW! everyone should come over and drink beer and noname pop. We have a bit left over. Just a bit. Well, a living room full.
Hey, you know what I miss? Nerds. No, not that kind - I already have a tall elbowy one of those. The candy nerds. You know, you'd eat the large chunks and get that blast of nerdy flavour. But, the small pieces were just small enough that they would fit in your teeth crevices in such a way that you're tongue couldn't jar it out. So then you'd taste nerdy goodness off and on throughout the day.... he he.
Simon is so large, he can't quite clean his bum. Poor guy. Must be tough.
I'm worried that my intelligence quotient is slipping lower and lower everyday....
T
Let's chat on our blog. That's always fun. Never liked the phone anyway.
We got our flight itinerary today! Did you? It always amazes me (** like I have so much traveling experience and expertise that I could ever get away with starting a sentence about traveling with 'it always amazes me'. Anyway, continuing on...**) how the longest layover is in Canada. 14 hours of flying with a 3.5 hour layover in Toronto both ways. We're stopping in Munich/Frankfurt and apparently they're much more efficient than $!*!&#%& Air Canada since the layover Germany is a measly 40 min!
Here's to crossing an ocean.
BTW! everyone should come over and drink beer and noname pop. We have a bit left over. Just a bit. Well, a living room full.
Hey, you know what I miss? Nerds. No, not that kind - I already have a tall elbowy one of those. The candy nerds. You know, you'd eat the large chunks and get that blast of nerdy flavour. But, the small pieces were just small enough that they would fit in your teeth crevices in such a way that you're tongue couldn't jar it out. So then you'd taste nerdy goodness off and on throughout the day.... he he.
Simon is so large, he can't quite clean his bum. Poor guy. Must be tough.
I'm worried that my intelligence quotient is slipping lower and lower everyday....
T
Say what?
Thanks to everybody who came out and supported our Italian dinner and dance. You rock our socks!
I would like to rant a little bit, if I may, about people who suck. These people are smokers who toss their lit, unfinished cigarettes out their car windows. You know, if you don't want to have smelly butts in your car sticking up your air, the rest of us might not like it either. I dislike litterers, but I detest the smoke flingers. The other week I spotted a drunken tart cast aside her beer can, and thought loudly to Nelson about how she's a terrible person and should get the plague. But, luckily, her man friend must have received my brainwave and doubled back to pick up her refuse. I say thank you to skinny boy with tartish girlfriend, you will be well rewarded when I rule the Earth.
However! All smokers who throw butts out of windows to smolder away, fuming about the indignation of it all, will not be rewarded at all. Karma police buddy. Karma police.
R
I would like to rant a little bit, if I may, about people who suck. These people are smokers who toss their lit, unfinished cigarettes out their car windows. You know, if you don't want to have smelly butts in your car sticking up your air, the rest of us might not like it either. I dislike litterers, but I detest the smoke flingers. The other week I spotted a drunken tart cast aside her beer can, and thought loudly to Nelson about how she's a terrible person and should get the plague. But, luckily, her man friend must have received my brainwave and doubled back to pick up her refuse. I say thank you to skinny boy with tartish girlfriend, you will be well rewarded when I rule the Earth.
However! All smokers who throw butts out of windows to smolder away, fuming about the indignation of it all, will not be rewarded at all. Karma police buddy. Karma police.
R
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