On normalcy. And how it kinda sucks. And how I kinda like it.

When I arrived back in North America, I was absolutely in love with all those things I missed while being abroad. After enough time in Africa and Asia, the thought of being able to bathe in bath water that you could, yes, technically drink, excited me to no end. Cheese displays in the grocery store would make me tear up and oh lord, I will NEVER, ever take a paved road for granted ever again. They are amazing. Not barfing my guts up on a semi-regular basis from food poisoning also brought me utter joy and the fact that strange men didn’t take my photo constantly on the subway was also a bonus.

That being said, that honeymoon lasts for only a certain amount of time. (Though I will say to all the creepy men out, just don’t. Don’t take my photo on the subway. It’s creepy). And then there are all those other little things that bubble up. Those things you loved, and perhaps didn’t realize how much you loved until you left. I search, search, search in Vancouver for some passable ganbian doujiao, or Szechuan beans.  I think about plantains and mangos that grew in my backyard in Africa. I think about the heat and how I learned to cook everything from scratch – from pasta to bread, from tortillas to roasting my own coffee. I miss my friends.

Here is my point. I don’t blog much anymore because well, my life is kinda boring. And I like it, honestly. But it is a strange transition to go from everything being exciting on some level… to everything being easy, and Canadian and clean and fine and boring.

Moral of story? I think I should take a vacation. To Sudan. Or Colombia. Maybe Eritrea. Brazil? And keep my boring life the rest of year.

It’s Olympic time

Recovered. And thank goodness, because I’m pretty sure everyone on the train in the morning wants to kill me by now for my incessant coughing.

So. The Olympics. I have a few tickets (curling and hockey), it should be fun but so far I am not feeling the “OHMIGODMYLIFEISCHANGING” moment that everyone else seems to be. This may be due to the fact that this is my third Olympics and I have no family members competing. It’s a hard life. Cough.  The city is full of lost, aimless people already and I fear that all modes of transit will come to a crippling halt with the addition of thousands of other lost beings.

And I would really, really like to a read a story in the newspaper that isn’t about the Olympics.

All that being said, I would also encourage people in Vancouver to check out the Paralympic events. Sledge hockey is INSANE. And by insane, I mean FANTASTIC.

Sick as a dog

Sorry lovelies, I have dropped off the face of the earth. I’ve been a bit overwhelmed lately. I also have the unfortunate issue of being sick and now I sound like 1) a man or 2) a sex phone operator due to the fact that my voice has apparently decided to drop an octave.

I rock!!!

At any rate, after about five days of possessing such a hot voice, I’m eager to get back to my normal healthy self. I’m currently working on this by going to bed at, oh, 9:15 p.m. So not only do I sound like a man, I’m acting like a 85-year-old.

I rock!!!

Chat soon. Hopefully an octave higher.

It’s the hap, happiest season of all

Be spoiled. Eat. Eat. Eat. Be lazy. Spend time with family. Eat some more. Read. Watch movies.

Eat.

I love the holidays.

A confession of an embarassing kind

I have a confession to make.

I’ve been listening to Carla Bruni.

There, I’ve said it. It’s out there.

You know the wife of the French Prime Minister? The leggy, statuesque model one that, to be honest, kinda makes me crinkle my nose and say, “ewww…”

And I always picture her wearing bright purple. I don’t know why. But she is stuck in my head-kopf as always wearing some crazy shade of purple.

Well, it turns out she can sing. Who the hell knew?

Don’t believe me? Check it out here.

http://hypem.com/#/track/873268/Carla+Bruni+-+Quelqu+un+M+a+Dit

Top Ten China Myths of 2009

Just a few China myths for you, courtesy of the New Yorker…

My favorite?

“The Internet might be censored but it can never be rolled back in China”

and

“China is a land of no siblings.” (People always ask about that one).

Read more: http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/evanosnos/2009/12/top-ten-china-myths-of-2009.html#ixzz0ZrkhjSiB

An unexpected parcel…

I arrived home the other night and it was snowing really really hard. I was really cold, my feet were slipping around on the ice outside and I had forgot my gloves so naturally, my hands were rebelling against me.

And then I saw a little parcel at my door. There is nothing better than being surprised by mail you weren’t expecting. It is a brilliant feeling. I opened it up and found the most perfect, adorable neck cozy ever in there from my friend Christine.  I’m totally smitten with it and it definitely made that very snowy, cold day very warm in the end.

It’s a lovely deep green and goes so well with my coat as you can see above. You can find more of her amazing creations here at her Etsy store, TwinLove Designs.

I love it as the older I get, the things my friends do continues to impress me. I’m so very proud of them.

Fishies and Otters and Jellyfish, oh my!

I spent most of Sunday wandering around the Vancouver Aquarium. I was a little bit worried — I find zoos really depressing and I thought the aquarium might suffer from the same fate. Alas, it was beautifully set up, really educational and I was totally hooked, even though it was snowing outside (the dolphins and otters and company did not seem to mind). So many fish. So many frogs. So many jellyfish! (and sloths and birds and belugas too)

Definitely worth a visit if you ever end up round these parts.

My new slippers (almost)

I am trying to make these slippers. In a gorgeous deep orange colour. But I am having a hard time. I keep messing up. I keep having to start again and I’m struggling to read all this knitting code.

I am putting this up here so I can shame myself into finishing them. I can do this. I know I can!

My Charlie Brown Tree

We are lacking decorations and some more lights, but here is my 50’s tinsel tree that may resemble a Charlie Brown tree but I love it.

Thanks to the Muppets, Boney M and the Pogues for keeping my musical company. And I really gotta light more than one side of the tree… whoops! I swear it looks better in person.