Saturday, September 29, 2007

so apparently i don't have a name

2 pieces of addressed mail came yesterday. Both of them were at least in part to me. Neither of them had my name on them. I can usually pass it off as "old fashioned" and not worry about it too much...but for whatever reason, yesterday it irritated me.
I have a name people.*

*the only person that can address something to me but that calls me mrs J. T. is my grandma. i suppose the other piece of mail from yesterday was likely addressed by someone who is also my grandmother's age, but it doesn't matter. she is still the only one who is allowed to do that.

Monday, September 24, 2007

shopping in canada is for suckers

With the dollar as it is and the ridiculous difference between the prices of goods in Canada and the US, shopping here is for suckers. If you are even remotely close to the border, get thee to the USA. It is well worth the tax you have to pay when you get back to Canada.

We took a whirlwind trip to Syracuse, NY on Saturday. It wasn't our idea, but we gladly tagged along and got a few great deals. It made me not want to shop in Canada until the pricing evens out.

Sunday, September 09, 2007


ugh. one of the things i really dislike about living on this side of the continent is ragweed. it gets in my nose and my eyes and my chest. i feel like there is mucus everywhere...

Thursday, September 06, 2007


While I understand that he pays into it, does Tiger Woods really need a pension? (and a pension that big???)
Story here

I'm sure he'll do good things with it, but it is just shocking to think that while his will be in the millions so many people go without one.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007


I know this is going to make me sound like a wimp...but we went climbing on Monday (and it had been a long while since we climbed...) and my fingers, hands and forearms are still sore. Opening the door to my office building today was actually quite painful (though to be fair, it is a curiously heavy door). And yoga? Well, parts of it felt pretty good, but other parts were almost agony.

Kind of reminds you that even though you exercise, the stuff you do is very "activity-specific" and mixing it up a bit can really kick your butt.

I guess I need to mix it up a little more often...

Sunday, September 02, 2007

overheard in ottawa

"there really is nothing sexier than an ingrown nipple hair"

ok, so by overheard in ottawa, i may mean that the thought ran through my head. but since my head is currently in ottawa, that statement isn't a complete falsehood.

now of course there is a story behind this. as i was struggling with a particularly stubborn eyebrow (which really, i shouldn't have been because i am no good at plucking my eyebrows and always seem to mess them up somehow...but this one was obviously out of place and needed to be dealt with) i was thinking back to when i didn't pay rent or taxes and thus could afford to get my legs waxed (oh the good old days). every so often, my esthetician had to bring out the tweezers and dig out an ingrown hair. then i thought of all the places that you could get an ingrown hair. clearly the nipple would be the sexiest.