Category Archives: a good day

Here’s what to do:

When you have the time/space. Since last Monday when I was at the Sorauren Farmer’s Market (which, if you are in the area, you really should go to, it’s small but everyone there is nice and has beautiful local/organic produce) and met some nice ladies from Parkdale’s Westend Food Co-op who made me think about [...]

Viva la V.V.!

I know, it’s been a long time since I blogged about the greatest store on earth, Value Village. To be honest, not much has changed there and I rarely go any more. I trickled over today to look for plaques, like, award plaques for a project I’m working on and to do some donating. The [...]

Singa songa sixpence

Sewing, sewing, sewing. Ironing, cutting, bandaging blisters and more sewing. Yes, I have a blister on my pinkie finger. From scissors. I’m intense, it seems, with shears. Today I spent about 3 hours at the workroom organizing my previously sewn together bits  which were then pressed open with spray starch and a dry iron. Sorted [...]

All weekend

On Friday I went to see my first Jays’ game of the season. It was freezing cold up in the nose bleeds, wind gusting and T and I snuggled up. It was one heck of a game, Jays won 16-10, so that was exciting. And the young couple beside us who’d smuggled in their own [...]

May 11, 2010

Turning 38 is much worse than turning 37. It’s been a hell of a year, lemme tell you. I’d write the details, but it’s my birthday and I want to stay in a good mood. This year I got the biggest gifts-a Mustang and a refrigerator. Yep. And flowers, the prettiest bouquet I have ever [...]

Fun for all

It’s exciting when a new tattoo shop opens, especially when there is free beer involved. Oh, and sushi and vegan cupcakes-not that I ate any of those. Bill Baker has finally opened the doors to his new place, The Pearl Harbor Gift Shop and Tattoos. It’s a catchy name, I know. And they’ve done an [...]

Happy (early) birthday to me

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

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 [...]

Caitlin with a C

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 [...]

Hockey Night in Toronto

I hadn’t seen a live Leafs game in years, not since they’d moved out of The Gardens so I was totally psyched when my boss offered me her extra ticket. So psyched that Shannon and I came home a day early from Vancouver. We had nosebleed seats and I quickly realized that I had No [...]