tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56819571149802657652011-09-30T08:52:07.341-06:00Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.comBlogger1831100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-7054084195461821142011-05-23T23:00:00.002-06:002011-05-24T12:26:04.262-06:00

Chelsea and Mark's Samba: This was a really weird song to try to be sensual to. It was too staccato. I didn't like the go-go choreography. Meh. Kirstie and Maks's Samba: A bit part of it may have been the music, but I liked it way better than Chelsea and Mark's. Nice choreography and Kirstie moves with so much fluidity on the floor. I hate Brooke Burke's stupid questions. "How does it feel to be

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Ralph and Karina's Argentine Tango:  I liked the music and the lifts were really nicely done and well integrated. Ralph, however, wasn't that well integrated into the mood of the dance. Kirstie and Maks's Viennese Waltz: Kirstie is lovely and they did a great job, but I really like Latin dances better for her. Chelsea and Mark's Argentine Tango: I didn't like their kick footwork. It was kind of

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I love instant dance! Chelsea and Mark's Waltz: A lot of ballet influence to the choreography, I think. Some of their rhythm seemed a bit incongruous to the music. I just wasn't feeling it, but I haven't been a big fan of this couple. Hines and Kym's Foxtrot. Love! Beautiful, exuberant, incandescently fun. Hines is fast becoming my favourite to win. Romeo and Chelsie's Tango. I didn't like the

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Team Gaga: I thought everyone was really strong. I liked it! Team Ke$ha: They were also really good. I still think that Kendra is one of the weakest lefton the show. She just lacks the personality for it and never looks like she's enjoying herself. Chelsea and Mark's Pasodoble: Someone should Chelsea that duckface isn't exactly serious. I didn't quite like the tone of the dance. It was a little

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Wow! The boys from Hanson look like boys now! Why did only the eldest brother dress up for the show? Kirstie and Maks's Samba: Maks looks so weird clean shaven. This might be my favorite dance of Kirstie's so far this season. She looked great. Chris and Cheryl's Tango: How on earth was that a guilty pleasure song? No one should feel guilty about Journey. He started off strong, and he had most

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I'm glad the show is down to 90 minutes now. Ralph and Karina's Samba: I liked the inclusion of line dancing and a bit of two-step; it's not a proper Samba, but with a song like Sweet Home Alabama it pulled the song and dance together. I'm glad Carrie-Anne stepped up with the "What do you expect when we give them a theme and song choice like this for a Samba?". One thing I hate on this show when

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Glad to see Wendy go home last week. It was time. Mmm, I like classical week. I also like seeing traditional dances done to modern pop and rock, but there's an epic quality to the big orchestra. Romeo and Chelsie's Pasodoble: Loved Chelsie's dress. I think they found a really great intensity for the dance though could have done without the disrobing at the end. Romeo definitely gained back the

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Loved the Pasodoble and Samba at the beginning (the Rumba less so, but that's just me). Wendy & Tony's Foxtrot: I'll be honest: I got distracted and read an article on the plight of socially awkward people instead of watching the whole dance. I'll just defer to Len. Chelsea & Mark's Chachacha: I love when Bruno gets all enthusiastic. I thought it was a really great dance, much better than last

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Dear unpleasant young woman I passed today: Your heeled boots are very cute. They are also extremely impractical and insensible when we're in the middle of a freeze-thaw cycle. Wearing such footwear is certainly your prerogative and I don't mean to criticize; heaven knows I've made some questionable footwear choices myself. I was only trying to be helpful when I warned you about the unexpected

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Why, why, why was the two hours of show divided into two episodes instead of just a single two hour episode? Satellite television being what it is, I have to set the PVR to record one episode per day or I end up with multiple recordings of each episode. It completely messed up my PVR which recorded only the redundant "Story So Far" portion and skipped the actual elimination half, which I ended up

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Sugar Ray and Anna's Jive: He had some of the right moves, they just weren't quite at the same time as his partner. His exuberance on the floor a delight, but it really just wasn't a very good as a proper dance. Kendra & Louis's Quickstep: I think she ended up doing an okay job. A little out of step during the promenades, obviously nervous the whole time, not a lot of grace to her movement. But

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New season, new celebs, same old filler. Still, glad to have another season to critique as if I know what I'm talking about. It seems like the last few seasons have started off with giving them some of the harder dances right off the start and then criticizing them for not keeping up. Why not save the dances that are known to be difficult for later in the season? Chelsea & Mark's Foxtrot: I

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I made some lofty (for me) goals for 2011. Two and a half months in seems like a good time to check my progress. 1) I will complete at least one console video game each month.I have completed Mass Effect, Alpha Protocol, Bulletstorm, a second playthrough of Fable 3. I also completed Fallout 3 but that doesn't technically count as a 2011 game because it took me 98 hours over a span of two years to

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-41256355540455644742011-01-02T20:20:00.003-07:002011-03-16T15:09:29.067-06:00

December 6, 2009 marked the second anniversary of my first date with David, and was also the day he asked me to marry him. On December 4, 2010 (the nearest Saturday to the third anniversary of our first date), we exchanged our vows in front of family and friends. It was a lovely and perfect day, even though the groom was hungover and I had a persistent cough and was coming down with a bad upper

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1) I will complete at least one console video game each month. 2) I will complete at least two novels each month. 3) I will spend a minimum of two hours each week playing co-op video games with David. 4) I will complete at least one knitting or crochet project each month. 5) I will go to the gym for at least one hour each week. Aaaannnd...GO!

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Hah...I enjoyed Tom's "Please, don't shoot your television." I also really like the redemption dance being requested by the judges rather than the contestants picking their best or favorite dance.  Kyle & Lacey's Foxtrot: I think nines were a great score for that dance. It wasn't quite a ten. Bristol & Mark's Jive: Bruno is the best. I loved him in training and then during the judge comments

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-85127792704008578322010-11-16T10:24:00.000-07:002010-11-16T10:24:33.659-07:00

Due to a change we made in our cable service and my failure to update the recording schedule, Dancing with the Stars didn't record. Fortunately, the fine folks over at CTV have episodes available online! Thank you, CTV! Unfortunately, it wasn't always streaming well and the clips were often delayed and choppy. That's probably the fault of Toshiba, Windows, Firefox and/or Shaw. So, screw you guys.

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Finally, a two hour show with more dancing instead of more filler than cheap dog food. I love the idea of the instant dance, in large part because of the potential for someone (Kurt, pretty please) to totally crash and burn. Kyle & Lacey's Viennese Waltz: I love how versatile Kyle has been between the fun peppy dances and the more polished and romantic ones like this. He has such a sweet side

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-88538428917817900522010-11-04T07:52:00.002-06:002010-11-04T07:52:42.527-06:00

Today I turn 30. I woke up to find about 15 emails and Facebook notifications from people wishing me a happy birthday. Not a single one of them was from my dad. He hasn't spoken to me since September 4. I understand that he's against me getting married and in particular against me marrying into this family. He's not coming to the wedding and I don't want him there. But...I'm still his

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-88377443557395807802010-11-03T08:47:00.000-06:002010-11-03T08:47:22.114-06:00

WTF. Was that really how the voting went? Rick and Kyle in the bottom two. Rick getting eliminated. Bristol still competing. Kurt not fired from a rocket into the sun. What's up, America? Is everything alright at home? Do you need someone to talk to? Are you hitting the bottle again? I'm not picking on you, I'm just worried. You're making some alarming decisions. Please don't do anything to hurt

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So conflicting. I hate filler but I love past season stuff, guest judges (even if they completely take the true meaning away from getting a 10), and group dances. This is the first time in a while that I've watched a whole episode without fast forwarding through most of it. Team Kristi: Good stuff. Bristol is a lot more relaxed when she's up there with other people. Kyle and Lacey were

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I take back my complaints about filler a little bit. I did really enjoy the top ten at the start. I love Rock Week. I also think it's cute that Len's version of looking rock 'n roll is his classic suit all in shades of black except for a polka dot pocket square. Audrina & Tony's Pasodoble: Still plastic and devoid of personality. I know they're supposed to have a lot of really crisp movements in

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-74175573534141810412010-10-22T06:53:00.001-06:002010-10-22T06:54:07.392-06:00

The KFC Double Down finally came to Canada (our part of Canada, at least). Despite David and I recently trying to be healthier, we had to share one just to try it out. It is delicious. Dangerously delicious. Original recipe chicken, bacon, Monterey jack and pepper jack cheese, and the Colonel's sauce. No bread, just the hot and greasy chicken fillet 'bun'. Scrumptious. It's also not as

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-67522159962807444482010-10-19T14:46:00.000-06:002010-10-19T14:46:38.883-06:00

Yesterday at my polling location for the municipal election, the lady stationed at the ballot reading machine was knitting. I asked what she was making, and she said she makes wool tuques and scarves for an orphanage in Kenya. "In Kenya? I didn't realize it got cold enough there for woollen outwear." "You know...I never thought about that. I have no idea how cold it gets. I just knit them

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-31462103935490806172010-10-19T09:05:00.001-06:002010-10-19T09:23:44.976-06:00

I skipped the entire first 30 minutes of judge banter and commentary. Don't care, have better things to do, just want the dancing. I love television theme week! Brandy & Maks: Loved her dress so much, even with that butt bow. Loved the dance even more. Fun, energetic, joyful, free, bouncy, full of personality. Fantastic! She's been solid all season, but tonight she totally wowed me. Florence &

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-80400951519205635862010-10-18T19:23:00.000-06:002010-10-18T19:23:30.680-06:00

We'd been considering getting either a pair or kittens or another dog for a while. David was delivering something to a farm just south of the city and the owner had two or three litters of kittens that were from 5 to 10 weeks old. There were probably about two dozen cats of various ages running around. There was one tiny little 5 week old moggie whose siblings had died either from the cold

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I didn't do a results post for week 3. Margaret went home as I predicted, good enough for me. Week 4. Am I the only one who felt they were playing very fast and loose with the term "acoustic"? You know the show was on for 15 minutes before they got to the first judged dance? And 10 minutes between the end of the first dance and the start of the next? They really need to trim this down to at

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Several mornings a week while the children await the school bus, I see a middle aged man (who looks a bit like Wallace Shawn) walking his lady friend to her car, carrying her briefcase and lunch and putting them in the car for her, then giving her a kiss goodbye. It's very sweet and gentlemanly. Except that he's typically wearing a scandalously short bathrobe. We're talking about Zapp Brannigan

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-5321393419253189482010-10-05T13:00:00.000-06:002010-10-06T07:32:22.883-06:00

Last year, there was a game on Facebook that had a message circulating urging women to post the colour of their bra. It was touted as raising awareness of breast cancer and said by participants to have been a tremendous success and kept the men guessing for days. The bra game did not start as anything to do with cancer awareness. It was circulating for at least four days as "Tee hee,

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As always, I loved the pros dancing to demonstrate the dances. Derek & Jennifer's Samba: I love the Samba and I think they did a well enough job. However, I did not like that their story was a teacher seducing a schoolboy. Maybe it's because I have kids now, maybe it's because I'm acquainted with someone who went to prison last spring for seducing one of his teenage students. It's just not a fun

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-67228939895015401822010-10-04T08:02:00.000-06:002010-10-04T08:02:06.812-06:00

The previously mentioned wristwarmers were not working out. So now I'm making these fingerless mittens which I'm finding an easier. I've not yet gotten to the thumb hole yet, however. I'm very apprehensive about the thumbs.

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On February 16, 2009, I broke my left pinky toe very badly. It was at a full right angle from where it ought to have been. It was X-rayed, set, cast, and subsequently healed as well as it could. It aches when it (the toe itself) is cold and when it's cool and humid out. Recently, I've started having a some pain at the base of the middle toes and the ball of my foot. Whenever that flares up, the

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-37468414897197359262010-10-01T08:39:00.000-06:002010-10-01T08:39:31.211-06:00

Today is my first real visit to the gym. I am apprehensive. I worked out a general plan with my personal trainer, Kelsey, to do about 1/3 light cardio and 2/3 weights. Today we'll start narrowing down which specific types of each category will work well for me. I'm pretty sure I'm going to hate every second of weights, but I may enjoy cardio. Also, I'm pretty sure I'm going to sign up for another

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After three or four months, I finally went in for a cut and colour. For the longest time I had all black with foils done along the crown for pink or blue highlights (or a combination, depending on what I felt like). For the first time since 2005, I went in for a new foil placement. I now have symmetrical blocks of colour at the sides, with layers of bright black everywhere else. I get a

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-85699195231539867362010-09-30T08:28:00.000-06:002010-09-30T08:28:17.525-06:00

I have started these wristwarmers. I'm not very practised at either knitting in the round or cables, but I'm gonna do it. Then I'm going to learn how to do thumbs.

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Good for Len for taking Bruno to task for being so harsh with Michael Bolton. I do think that Bolton really wasn't very good, but Bruno crossed the line from being constructively critical into being mean. I didn't really notice Bristol's outfit until the results show. What was with those Miss Piggy opera gloves? This may be the first time I've been spot on about the bottom two and the one to go

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#DwtS week two performances! Rick and Cheryl's Jive: Super tall guy with a tendon injury doing the jive. And it was great! It was bouncy, peppy, fast, and fun. Florence and Corky's Quickstep: She's not the most natural dancer, but she seemed to loosen up and flow better towards the end. She was sometimes a bit hesitant, but her moments of elegance show good potential. Brandy and Maksim's Jive:

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Me: "Sigh. I'm old and square. All these clothes are for hot young hipsters." David: "You're a hot young hipster. You can't even be a hipster until 25." Later at home, I showed him my new outfit of leggings and a long sweater (or short sweater-dress). David: "Hey, that's cute!" Me, surprised: "Really? You like it?" David: "No, I don't like it. But it's cute."

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First #DwtS elimination. I'm completely unsurprised that The Hoff was sent packing. I don't think he has nearly the audience appeal that the producers expected. People in North America haven't felt the same way about Hoff since that home video his daughter took of him lying on the floor drunk, rambling, and eating cheeseburgers. He's not seen as a gracefully ageing heart-throb or an endearing

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Audrina and the Quarterback were both much better than I expected.Kyle blew everyone out of the water and he's my favourite so far.Cheryl looked like a little kid dancing her on her dad's feet with Rick. He's so tall! They still did a lovely job, but that kind of height different is tricky. I don't know how Cheryl does it in 4" heels. I can do 3.5" heels relatively well. My wedding shoes are 4"

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I dance to heavily Auto-Tuned pop songs while the cat glares disgustedly at me.

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I just joined Spa Lady gym, although I think it's technically called a fitness club. I've been thinking about taking some sort of fitness class for quite some time, and lately I'm really starting to feel in my muscles and joints that I'm getting older. I have scoliosis and some other muscle and joint problems which I've always been told can be greatly eased by strengthening certain muscle groups,

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-32076283009193091292010-09-15T07:08:00.003-06:002010-09-15T15:15:32.295-06:00

Both hermit crabs are alive.As David figured out with his superior google-fu, the thing I flushed that looked like a dismembered crab being eaten was the husk of Spartacus, who had moulted. They eat their own discarded husk for calcium to help them recover from the process.The crab I thought was Spartacus in a new shell was actually Crixus, who sensed vulnerability and was trying to kill the

Jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18320186157400411584noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681957114980265765.post-56411408927313739382010-09-14T08:54:00.003-06:002010-09-14T10:02:43.324-06:00

For the youngest's sixth birthday in July, we bought him two hermit crabs. We follow something of a mythology and ancient history theme for the naming of pets and we had just finished watching Spartacus: Blood and Sand, so we named the two crabs Crixus and Spartacus.Crixus died sometime over the last couple days. I don't know how. His remains were found very far from his shell. His shell was in

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I had the XM radio on while I did some kitchen stuff. The Warrior by Scandal came on the 80s station. I'm singing along:Shootin' at the walls of heartache, bang, bang, I am the warriorWell I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win..if you survivethe warrior....the warriorYou talk, talk, you talk to meYour eyes touch me physicallyStay with me--Whoa, there, back up. Your eyes touch me

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I picked the kids up at their classrooms this afternoon. The youngest (6) asked for my help getting his snack out of his pocket.It was a half-eaten nectarine which had been there since afternoon recess.He ate it.

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Hi Jen,I do not support your getting married. If you want some advice you will RUN not walk away from that whole situation. On the other hand, you must be allowed to make your own mistakes. That is my dilemma. I have not booked my flight and I will NOT attend. I am doing what is best.Love DadI wasn't sure I wanted him there anyhow after he kicked us out last month, and I already suspected that he

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After about a year and a half of my dad asking when David and I will visit with the kids, we were finally able to make it happen in early August. We left home on a Thursday afternoon and planned to leave early the following Monday morning to make the 10 hour drive home.The drive there was uneventful. Things at Dad's got off to a bad start when the youngest boy was bitten in the face by one of

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But I am handy once in a while. I got up and discovered that my toilet wouldn't flush and the handle was apparently not connected to anything.The little arm that connects the handle to the chain in the tank broke off from the handle. I tried taking the handle and lever from the less-used downstairs toilet, but each toilet has a totally different type of chain and I couldn't find a good permanent

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I just got an email from my dad. Candy, one of the family dogs, had to be put down this afternoon.In March 1994, Boots the poodle-mix we got when I was 2 with had to be euthanized due to complications from an enlarged heart and lungs. My grandmother had died the same week, so it was a really rough time.On Valentine's Day that year, the border collie that belonged to my sister's in-laws-to-be had

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Sunday, December 6 marked the two year anniversary of the day David and I first met and had lunch at a little bar and grill downtown. Our intention that day was to have waffles, but once we got there and looked at the menu we both ordered other things. In two years we'd never gone out for waffles, deciding in a moment of silliness that our relationship was built on the promise of waffles and to

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Results Your BrainHex Class is Mastermind. Your BrainHex Sub-Class is Mastermind-Survivor. You like solving puzzles and devising strategies as well as pulse-pounding risks and escaping from hideous and scary threats. According to your results, there are few play experiences that you strongly dislike. Learn more about your classes and exceptions at BrainHex.com. Your scores for each of

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We tentatively adopted a dog. His name is Zeus and he looks to most likely be a poodle mix, possibly mixed with a shih tzu. He used to belong to the kids' maternal grandparents but they had to get rid of him because he and the dog they already had couldn't work out their differences. He was adopted by a mutual friend who lived across the street in the same building the kids' mom lives in. That

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The rest of my trip to California was filled with training, knitting, petting kitties, eating out, and a silent film at an outdoor theatre. Very good trip. I had many more blog notes but I misplaced the notebook. Good to be home.

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Today was a long day. Mostly training. Nothing I have to do is particularly difficult, but there are a lot of steps and a lot of little things to keep in mind.Lunch was at a buffet called Souplantation that was some drive away in Ventura County. Salad, soup, pasta, dessert. I had a most excellent strawberry lemonade. I got to see a lot of ocean and a lot of farmland.Supper was at a wee little

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My hotel is gorgeous. I took pictures of my room, which Barbara cherry picked for me, but I can't upload them until I get home. This bed is incredible. It's either a king or California king. It has lovely sheets, five pillows with two more in the closet, and the most wonderful fluffy duvet. It's like sleeping in a giant soft white fluffy cloud. The Hampton Inn actually markets the mattresses,

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So far I've seen a little stone cafe that is a Sunday morning celebrity biker hangout, the area where they film a lot of westerns, such as Dr Quinn Medicine Woman, and (from afar), Mel Gibson's crazy church (which is not in Malibu as the media always reports, but actually in Agoura).There are a lot of mobile home parks here, but they don't fit the stereotypical image you get of a trailer park.

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Farmland in California is incredibly precise. Perfect squares and rectangles, all neatly laid out. The ocean is really big. I've never seen a body of water so large that I couldn't see any land on the other side.Los Angeles is huge. It goes on forever. You can't conceive of how huge it actually is until you see it. I saw at least 4 football fields, Dodger Stadium, the Staples Centre, all kinds of

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I've never used an aircraft lavatory before today, but I've heard a lot of complaints about them. Gotta say, it really wasn't so bad. Nowhere near as a bad as using the lavatory on a moving charter bus.

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I think I'm somewhere over southern Oregon. I was in Portland briefly in 1987 when we went on a big camping trip along the Pacific coast. I remember really lush forests. There a massive canyon below us. I don't know my US geography or landmarks well enough to guess at what it might be. The satellite map shows it continuing into Nevada.I'm very confused about what time it is. I know I'm in PST

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According to the little poorly scaled live satellite map, I'm somewhere over Montana and approaching Idaho. I'm having a Sam Gamgee moment: This is officially the furthest I've ever been from home.I can see some foothills with a fairly wide river meandering through and a smallish town (or at least a town that looks small from 42,000 feet) is situation along a bend. A big downside to flying is not

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I'm on a Boeing 737 aircraft at 41088 feet going 517mph while watching Star Trek: TOS. I forgot headphones and my Zune, so I paid the $3 for WestJet cheapo headphones. They're not terrible and will be good for the kids when I get home. I'm drinking barely passable coffee. It's not even noon and I'm ready for a nap.I have a whole row to myself, which is fantastic. There are only 90 other people on

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We've reached the point in the airport waiting game where I start to hate things, perhaps irrationally. There's a young couple sitting near me that are getting on my nerves. They're playing a portable DVD player too loudly, snuggling, feeding each other, he's sucking cream cheese icing off her finger. I just hate them so much.

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I get very stressed about time whenever I fly. I've never even been close to missing a flight, but today's stress was compounded because I had to go through US customs and security. I was worried about documentation, knitting needles as carry-on, and if I should declare the case of Hershey's Eat-More bars in my luggage. I rushed David out the door, left him with time to kill downtown, and with

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We made sure all of the garbage bags were put away into the large wooden garbage bin in hopes that would get people to leave it alone.Nope. They opened the lid, took the bags out, and ripped them open all over the grass. If it keeps happening David's going to padlock the bin.

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I was going to sleep in for a little bit and then get up and be about my business. I ended up sleeping nearly three hours and I had one of those huge, crazy, cinematic dreams that you wish you'd been able to stay asleep for until the end credits. I need to write it all down before I forget even more.I wasn't me, and I was in some large touristy place where I didn't know anyone but it felt safe

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As I've mentioned, we've been moving. David's parents moved out and we moved from a dorm-room existence to having a whole house. As with all moves, we had a lot of garbage, recycling, and just stuff to get rid of. The garbage and recycling was bagged, boxed, or bundled as appropriate and left where it always goes in the alley. Slightly apart from the garbage, we left any items out in the open

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Yesterday was the littest one's fifth birthday. We went to the World Waterpark at West Edmonton Mall with a total of five kids and eight adults, spent a couple hours there, went to a party room for cake, then back to our place for a barbecue. I think we ended up with a total of six kids and thirteen adults. David stood out in the pouring rain grilling up hot dogs, smokies, and his excellent

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On Friday, I found myself watching over an eight week old baby for about twenty minutes. I don't know anything about babies. Fortunately, he was asleep and wasn't at all fussy each time he started to wake up a little. I kept anxiously going to the window to watch for mom to come back, especially when he started to wake up. Eek! Babies are terrifying!Mom, incidentally, happened to be the mother of

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Somehow or another, Thalia managed to catch a live bird outside while on her leash, possibly through the fence slats. I didn't see it happen, I just intercepted her as she tried to bring it in the house. The bird survived and Thalia is mad at me for making her lose her prize. I didn't want a live or dead bird in my house, but I'm very impressed with her!

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It's not been a good few weeks for celebrities. David Carradine died unexpectedly. Farrah Fawcett and Ed McMahon both died after long illnesses (cancer and pneumonia, respectively). Billy Mayes, the television pitchman whose internal volume control was broken, died at age 50. Lorena Gale from Battlestar Galatica succumbed to her battle with GI cancer. English actress Molly Sugden from Are You

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I don't think Canada Day has ever been so uneventful or unpatriotic for me. I think I ate a hot dog, which was as close as I got to anything festive. I used to live in Old Strathcona, and the Silly Summer Parade marshalled in front of my house on Canada, so I used to invite people over to watch it from my front yard.This year we spent most of the day unpacking boxes, taking stuff out to the trash

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I find myself a little saddened by the passing of Michael Jackson. Not a true mourning of loss, but a sort of mild melancholy at the surrealism of a world without the surreal figure of Michael Jackson in it. My sister was a teenager when Michael Jackson was at the height of his '80s King of Pop days, so I grew up with his music as part of the soundtrack of my childhood. He's been on my radar,

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The blog ended up being pretty quiet in the latter half of June. I meant to blog about several things, but they've now been forgotten. I finished up at Alberta Opera, got a passport, and decompressed from a single room dorm life to taking over the whole house.The move was completed over about a week without any fistfights, deliberate bloodshed, or divorces. There were raised voices and snide

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I took the cast out for lunch yesterday. It was the annual "The tour coordinator is sorry for those all too frequent crappy travel days" lunch. I don't work for the company anymore but I still wanted to take them out since I'm not going to be invited to any of the company wrap parties. I didn't leave the company under the greatest of terms with the staff, but the cast didn't seem concerned with

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After quite some time of consideration, my hair is now black with blue streaks. I'd had the pink/red streaks since 2005. No pictures yet, but I like it.

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I just read The Shop on Blossom Street by Debbie Macomber. It's the first in a series about a new yarn shop that brings together women from different walks of life. I'm enjoying it even though it's a bit more...emotionally feminine? than my usual taste in books.The copy of the book I had from the library has some interesting defacement. On the blank page in the front someone started penciling out

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You should really go check out The Better Than Jenn Show podcast. It's been less video game-centric of late. There's a theme song and rant about the gun control laws of Mississippi!

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I stopped in at 7-11 on my way home this morning for a coveted cup of coffee with hazelnut cream. While I was adulterating my coffee with sweets and dairy, I looked up at the Slurpee machines. Do you know what I saw? Banana. That's right, banana. Easily my favorite but ever so hard to come by. The elusive banana slurpee has, for an unknown amount of time, come back.Maybe I should be keeping an

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For my new job, I'll need to go to California for training. For the first time in my life I'll need a passport. I've never gone through this process before and it was surprisingly painless. A form, various forms of identification, and a guarantor (the rules for which have been greatly relaxed).I got my passport photos done a couple weeks ago, got the form filled out, and this past friend my

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Last week I scheduled a manicure and pedicure a day apart for this week. It ended up being a little disappointing. It got off to a delayed start yesterday. The spa, whose name I won't mention but it rhymes with Slaw-nation, called 10 minutes before my appointment to say that the esthetician I was booked with had called in sick and no one else would be in until 45 minutes later. I went to have

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Despite the successful parties we've had in the past, the barbecue wasn't such a hit. There was a lack of promotion, people were busy, and other people were sick. We were also pretty unprepared. We got up around 9:30 and didn't even make it out to get groceries until around noon. We got hot dogs, smokies, rolls, and the makings for hamburgers and pasta salad.It ended up being David and I, the

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www.betterthanjenn.comYes, there were templates and about an hour of help from tech support regarding hosting and domains, and it's very sparse, but I caused it to be done.

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My soon-to-be-former employers offered me a severance package so my last day is this Friday instead of June 26, which is awesome because things have gotten less tolerable since I gave my notice.I'm really excited about my future employment.I'm really enjoying being a podcast producer with David This is one of his dreams and it's great to be helping him out on it. Except when I have to call

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While still an Apple girl at heart, my primary computer is now a Toshiba laptop running Windows Vista. I'll admit, it's not terrible even though I don't care for Vista. My biggest complaints are the left shift key and the return key being oddly shaped and hard to get used to. And it's not a Mac.

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As previously mentioned David and I are producing a podcast. I don't know exactly how it happened, but I suspect me becoming a podcast producer happened in a similar manner to me becoming the assistant coach for a U8 soccer team. Date night found us at Best Buy, a music store, and a Source asking questions and pricing stuff out. The next day we found ourselves at Axe Music where a brisk and

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As previously mentioned, we went to a movie for date night. We went out to see Angels and Demons, based on the bestselling novel by Dan Brown. David hadn't read the book but I had. I almost think that this was a case of it being better to go in without knowledge of the book story. There were a lot of changes and I was distracted by trying to remember what happened in the book and how things were

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David and I had a really good date night on Saturday. It wouldn't be fair to say that we don't get to go out together much, but Saturday was very reminiscent of our first big date with dinner at Tony Roma's and a movie. We shared the Kickin' Shrimp appetizer like we did on our first date, when I previously had not liked shrimp. I'm still very picky about my shrimp, but the Kickin' Shrimp is

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There was a parent-teacher conference at the littest one's school on Friday. About 15 minutes into the meeting, the kids' mom (who doesn't care for my existance overly much) arrived. She had no idea I would be there, I had no idea she would be there, and you could cut the uncomfortable awkward tension with a very dull knife. I offered to leave but she said since I was already there I might as

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On Friday night, I went out with David and Kevin to see Terminator Salvation. Oy vey, was I ever bored. I normally like action films, but this one just didn't grab me. The preview trailers were the best part of the outing. I don't know if it was me or the movie, but there's a good chance it was my own fatigue. I was lukewarm on going out at all and tried to take a nap to boost my energy, but I

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There hasn't been a J3nny B3nny vs. Germoid update in quite some time. The theft of the XBox that had my saved games really derailed me from gaming. I was really disappointed over the loss of my Fallout 3 save and life got a bit hectic.I played some Oblivion and Sacred 2, but for the most part have just been in a gaming rut. I haven't even checked on the gamerscores in weeks.Germoid wins this

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June isn't looking like the month of blogging. Lots going on, though. I quit my day job for a multitude of reasons, accepted an offer to make my evening job a full-time gig, changed my streaks from pink to blue, gave up on the gamerscore competition, saw three movies (two in theatre, one on DVD), spent a lot of money, and helped David get a podcast off the ground. Yikes!The Better Than Jenn Show

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April was the month of blogging. I averaged one blog post per day. In May, I averaged .323 blog posts per day. What will June bring on the blog front?Lots has been happening, yet not much worth speaking of. Everything got worked out with the insurance company, an alarm system was installed, we got annual passes the science centre, the in-laws appear to be gearing up to move out. Things are just

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Yesterday I got home around 2:45pm and found the side door (which we all use as the primary door) open, but the screen closed. Darlene's car wasn't there, but I figured Dan might have gotten home early and parked in the garage. I'm usually the first one home, but it's not unheard of for someone else to beat me there. I went in and didn't hear anyone, and saw that the recycling had been dumped

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Found my keys today. They were in a place I'd already looked twice. This, of course, two hours after I'd given up and had new keys cut.It was also after our house was broken into and robbed. Mostly electronics missing. My laptop with all of my backed up photos, gone. The Xbox with my saved games and disc of my current favorite game, gone. Both PS3s and the PSP also gone. Peace of mind in my own

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