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She didn't know.

......continued from last blog entry ....... I'll never forget my first Tragically Hip concert.   My good friend Bill gave me a concert ticket for my birthday almost 20 years ago.  I wasn't exactly thrilled about it though.  I would have much rather preferred a new jean jacket, or a new pair of Ray Bans.  But alas, I was given this ticket, so I decided to make the best of it.  I didn't really know who "The Hip" were back then.  Only that they were some band that were adored by almost every living Canadian.  I didn't really know why.  I heard a few of their songs..... they were ok.....but who's kidding who, they were no Guns N' Roses. Bill was obsessed with The Hip, and so were all of his buddies who we went with to the concert.  It was fun to watch how excited they were before the show.   It was like it was going to be some monumental moment for them or something? The lights in the concert hall suddenly went down.  The screams of anti

Twist my arm.

"Guess what?!" My sister had never called me with such enthusiasm before. Something was o n the verge .... "WE have been invited by my good friend Bianka to attend an amazing pool party at some rich guy's mansion in Toronto!!  Tickets are $500 a piece, but we're getting in for free!  And not only that, but we're gonna be in the VIP section the whole time.  AND.....get this...the one and only, DJ Steve Aoki is playing at the party!  Apparently they paid him something like $80,000 to perform for the afternoon.  Can you believe this??  Isn't this insane?  BUT WAIT......there's more....it gets better...." It couldn't get better, I thought to myself.  A Toronto mansion?!  A VIP pool party?  Steve Aoki??  There's NO WAY this party could get ANY better. But my sister continued... "After the pool party...........are you ready..........we're going to another Toronto mansion.........just wait.......where we're going to

If we don't need you, why are you there?

I need to start off this entry by apologizing to my fan base.  I know that all 15 of you were extremely disappointed to see.....or rather......not see, a blog entry from me last week.  But before you hate me, I have a very good excuse. I, literally, had a part of me removed last week. Last Monday afternoon I was rushed to the emergency room with severe abdominal pains.  In my tragic state, I barely made it out of bed and barely made it down the stairs.  But as sick as I was, I still momentarily stopped to think about whether I should put on some makeup.  I knew with all of the pain I was feeling, I couldn't hold a makeup brush to save my life, but there was a very good chance I would meet a cute doctor there. Hmmmmm?  Ahh, Screw it.   The thought of applying lipstick, even pale pink, made me stomach churn.  This was bad!  I needed to get to the hospital.  And stat!  Mama was about to open the front door for me when I yelled STOP! She jumped back 2 feet and put her