Month: April 2010

Just plain glorious

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 28/04/2010

I met up with the glorious and free Ms Duncan today for some hot protest action.  It’s so rare that we see each other so it’s always a delight, especially when she brings along little miss MangO. Which I found out is not pronounced like the fruit, it’s more like how you’d say ‘mang’ and then an O. Softer.

And I adore her.

These are our legs:

We went to The Grange for lunch and I ate the most amazing mango salad at the Thai place. So.Good.

Then I visited Bill and Daniel et al at The Pearl Harbor Gift Shop and Tattooing in Kensington. Their big opening is this weekend, yay!

Happy (early) birthday to me

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 27/04/2010

I was not expecting this, especially considering I don’t even drive. At all. Not even  G1.

Very exciting, indeed. It’s 1973 Mustang and it’s pretty much huge.  My first whip.

Thanks and love to Shannon, who else?

Gymrat

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 26/04/2010

I’m still going to the gym three times a week. More or less. Or less. And according to Shannon I’m not pushing myself hard enough and that’s why I’m not getting any skinnier. I wonder how that can be, considering the sweat that happens and the sore legs/arms/body in general. I think I must need a personal trainer to push me in the right direction.

I am getting better at running. Maybe I do like it?

Well, I do like my new gym clothes. I hate yoga pants, all droopy and floppy, they are no good at all for running or cycling.

ZOMGIT’SSHIT!!?!11

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 20/04/2010

Ok, so the latest trend in my ‘hood is vomit: human vomit. It’s everywhere, huge puddles on the sidewalk. It’s the new dog shit, apparently. Lucky us. Nothing like slipping in a lake of partially digested lasagna!

But this? This is cute. At least, as cute as a huge dump of shit can be. I had actually noticed this pile on my first trip out of the house today and thought, gee, if my dog made that I wouldn’t touch it either, not with a bag or a pole. But luckily, someone out there, some funny person with a real artistic flair, DID want to touch it.

Poop!

Aw! Cute, eh? And let me tell you, that is a BIG dump, as big as both my fists. And  I wasn’t embarrassed at all, standing on Bloor Street West with my phone out, laughing like a loon.

Jelly rolls have landed

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 20/04/2010

They were mini rolls. And  I think I can make these colours/patterns work, especially with what I already have:

Lots of strips.

They’re for the double wedding ring quilt class I’m starting in May that I already mentioned.

I met Jana today for lunch, that was nice. I need to get out and see other human beings every once in a while. Lately I have been feeling very insular and lonely. I find that when I do hang out with anyone they inevitably ask me how I am taking care of myself and I honestly don’t have an answer to that question. Maybe I need to start drinking again, that’s pretty helpful.

Ha ha, just kidding. Sorta.

Update:

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 20/04/2010

Now it’s just spray paint. Blood all bleached away:

Blood ALL gone!

Blood and spray paint

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 16/04/2010

Sometimes I think people must think I’m weird for taking pictures of the things I do. It’s true, I am strange, I guess. It’s the only explanation for these pictures.

Blood

Also blood

This is the sidewalk outside my local titty bar.  I noticed the blood a couple days ago and yesterday it had all been circled in spray paint. I wonder why.

I know I’ve shared my most recent excellent news with my family and friends, but here it is for the rest of the cloud.

Good customer service

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 14/04/2010

I bought a new coffee pot and mug a couple weeks ago at Starbucks. The coffee pot is a Bodum-my old one was falling apart and Starbucks has ‘green’ versions. Literally, green. The mug too, it was recycled glass and looked great. Until yesterday, that is, when I poured in water to make tea and the glass cracked.

I had visions of arguing with the baristas about it, I’d lost my receipt and couldn’t prove that I hadn’t just taken the mug off the stack near the door…but they were very nice, the manager telling me to pick ‘any’ mug and didn’t make me pay the difference, about $4!

That makes me happy.

This is my new mug, hopefully it lasts more than a few weeks:

mug-a-licious

Yes, it’s a biggun. Ignore the world’s grottiest manicure.

Sewing 101

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 12/04/2010

Ari had already done some stitching in her Casa school, but this was her first time doing actual hand sewing (at least with me). Her webkin kitty had burst her belly seam and required immediate attention:

sew and sew

Oh, that’s pretty. Even my mom and dad pointed out my grey hair last time I saw them-although, I’ve had them for 10 years. Hmph.

sew and sewer

Orange kitty survived with no pain killers. Brave girl!

I’ve signed up for another class at The Workroom-there’s a double wedding ring quilt class starting in May that I’m pretty excited about.  I am not too worried about colour-I’ve recklessly ordered some mini jellyrolls from etsy that were on sale. I just…hope I like what I get, haha. I’ll be using a dark grey, almost black, denim for the background. It’s practically a chambray, it should look wicked awesome.

Now I’m off to top up the pond!

Caitlin with a C

Posted by Caitlin Jane – 07/04/2010

I was watching Liza Minnelli’s live show, Liza with a Z, filmed in 1972-the year I was born. It was directed by Bob Fosse who was a genius when it comes to movement. Of course, I was loving it very much, it’s the music of my youth and it was Liza…I mean, LIZA! I was thinking “who wouldn’t love this?” then I felt the hate emanating from the other half of the couch. It was palpable, Shannon dislikes this sort of thing that much. He was practically cringing in misery. Out of sympathy I did change the channel, I can watch Liza do her thing any old time.

For real. Blackbird? Yes please.

Ring Them Bells? Don’t mind if I do.

Did I ever tell the story about the time my friend Igor, who at the time I’d known for 10 years,  suddenly said that despite the length of our friendship had no idea what kind of music I was into. It’s a touchy subject, really. If I flat out say Broadway musicals, people think I am crazy or kidding. And it’s true, I like other music too, all kinds. Heck, we’re going to see Maiden in the summer and I am psyched. But if I had to pick one music based radio station for eternity, it would probably be the Broadway station on Sirius.

And I am not ashamed.

Ok. I have a question, who do you think is the modern day version of Liza Minnelli? Is it Madonna? In 1972 was Liza considered cool or was she…strictly for the card carrying seniors?

Pee. Or poop.

Gee wizz indeed. It would be fun to work there because you’d get to answer the phone “Gee wizz! How can I direct your call?” Is it strange that I appreciate port-a-potty art? There’s another company that I see around town with a bear running on it and it’s pretty much the funniest cartoon ever.

Would a devout christian be offended by this?

I’m going out shortly for nachos with my home girls.  Well. King’s Crown and wings. And maybe a celebratory beer or two. Nothing like good news from divorce lawyers to fill me with cheer.