family bonding

I'm sitting at the dining room table, my work is splayed out, all my THESIS good-ness is just dominating this space, and my father meanders by and sits down.

"I'm going to do some work here too."

"Cool."

He opens his laptop -I'm on mine and I've got some Aretha Franklin playing, because I'm just in an Aretha kinda mood.

In the middle of Dr. Feelgood and I hear some beats, some radio-esque sounding music.
I shrug, thinking it'll probably only last for a couple seconds, maybe my brothers cell phone is going off?...but it doesn't stop.
As Aretha is belting one out and this club music is hits its chorus, I look up at my dad,

"Is that your music?"

"Great jamming...our music"

[at this point I am laughing]

"WHAT IS THAT?"

"Monkey business by the Black Eyed Peas"

And so, despite my sister and I refusing to purchase this CD for him, he has bought it.. and it will not stop.

Perhaps I should buy him headphones...

lazy

'Hand wash cold' just means another shirt I will probably never clean.

canadian winter

So I left university to come home for the holidays and packed 4 different dresses, 4 pairs of jeans, probably about 8 different shirts, a bunch of cardigans and sweaters, all the makeup and jewelery in the world YET somehow managed to forget my jacket.


Also: my mom just told me to buy the CD, Black Eyed Beans for my dad....

sometimes

"One of the penalties of an ecological education is that one lives alone in a world of wounds. Much of the damage inflicted on land is quite invisible to laymen. An ecologist must either harden his shell and make believe that the consequences of science are none of his business, or he must be the doctor who sees the marks of death in a community that believes itself well and does not want to be told otherwise."
-Aldo Leopold

Saw this on Twitter from Mayor Miller

Itssss really small but if you click it it'll go to his original post.. which is bigger.

ITS HARPER and it SAYS, "I'm sorry. we could have stopped catastrophic climate change ... We didn't"

oh zut... as one might say if they lived in the french part of canada.

winter BOOTS

I have a lot to say about fashion but I hold back in fear that this would turn into one of those weird fashion blogs that quote a million different designers no one can afford. Oh and I don't want to come off like some sort of "expert" although... I clearly am one.

I guess I am also scared you will steal my personal sense of style... but since I can't find an amazing pair of these in the ladies section and have already bought a pair of witch/beatlejuice shoes....

I will give you this. My gift to you, I guarantee it IS 'cool.'

Military boots.

For men & women. LIKE these Tim Hamilton ones:

















I'm really frustrated I can't find girl versions of these shoes and have literally been on the prowl for a pair for the past two winters.
The closest I've come are these Frye boots:




















These are stupidly expensive and quite uncomfortable and I dono if its just me, but all that faux "rocker chic" studding is a bit tacky.

ok. HAPPY HOLIDAYS

winter banter

"Jeez its 5.30? Looks like 10:30. Its sleepy time. Gah, winter"

"Yeah well especially cus of the time change"

"There was a time change??"

"YEAH!!!"

"OH shit, WHEN?!?!!"

"like a month ago"

"idiot."

CHAI TEA.... :|

Elli has a chai tea latte mix from starbucks and makes it at home all the time. Usually she makes me a cup but lately shes been strategically brewing it ONLY when I'm in my room or not in the house because she secretly despises me for my charm and good looks and hates sharing all the lovely chai good-ness. What a bitch. Jokes. grrls4lyffff :|

So anyways, to spite her I decided to make my own chai. HOME BREWED though, none of this starbucks garbage.



















I look in my cupboard and inspect all the spices my mom gave me in zip locked bags. I vaguely recall the stuff my Grandma in England used to put in the indian chai tea she made on the stove, seooo I decided I'd ad-lib it and hopefully make Elli jealous.

So im simmering some water, some milk, a tea bag (ha), some cinnamon, sugar and some cardimum. Then I see this one shaker in a zip locked bag. I dono wHAT this stuff is, but it smells pretty right and it looks like something my granny used to put in so I'm lik YEAH live and let LIvvEe (or whatever) and throw it in...

Then I start to wonder... what was that?
So I open it and take a bit of a closer look. It looks lik pepper but doesn't SMELL like pepper.. or does it?
"Elli, whats this look like to you?"
"Pepper"
"But what does it SMELL like?"
"Pepper"
"No, it couldn't be..."
"Taste it?"
(I taste it)
"Yep its pepper"


AND NOW MY CHAI TEA IS SUPER SPICY