Simple Splendor

Thursday, August 03, 2006

For just $130 you too can look like a professional wedding photographer!

I got my outfit for the wedding today. I must say, I look pretty damn good in it! It's sort of a cute, artsy ensemble that just screams "I should be offered a gallery exhibit any day now." Maybe it'll be just the thing to get me another wedding gig? I'm getting ahead of myself; let's just see how this one goes.

The least it'll do is boost my confidence. Maybe if I look the part, I'll feel the part... and wont be so damn nervous!


I've wasted the majority of this week. You know, I've always thought that maybe the lives of pretty, rich, blonde girls living in L.A. would be full of drama.

Preppy, Tough-Guy Boyfriend: Sometimes I can't stand you!
Stereotypically Stupid "Rich/Blonde Girl #3": If you can't stand me so much, why are you still with me?
(long, uncomfortable pause)
Stereotypically Stupid "Rich/Blonde Girl #3": Happy anniversary.

Thank God there's a show like MTV's The Hills to confirm my suspicions! That's right, I watched a whole mind-numbing hour of that crap last night. But I finished Douglas Coupland's JPod! For the love of God, please tell me that redeems me for watching complete trash. Does it?

Monday, July 31, 2006

Well, it's Monday and I'm sitting in my living room - not sitting in a bus terminal in Huntsville, on my way to Algonquin.

Richard wasn't able to make it, I'm afraid. I considered going on my own, but my mother, quite understandably, put a halt on those plans. Seeing as the campsite was still booked (on my Visa, no less) I figured I'd at least make an attempt to use it. So I gave Nathan a call on Saturday and he seemed all for it! Matt decided he'd tag along and we went out and picked up some supplies. I spoke with Nathan Sunday morning and things still seemed to be a go - and then he called me back no more than 10 minutes later saying he'd rather do some work for his brother that week.

Fantastic.

I spent the rest of the evening trying to come up with an alternative. I settled on staying at home for my week off work, wallowing in my own self pity.

Dave has said, though, that we'll pitch the tent in my backyard and eat s'mores and watch Secret Window and Team America on his laptop!

Thursday, July 27, 2006

The wedding is in two weeks.

I'm still not sure how I feel about it - part of me is excited to be photographing it, the other is completely terrified. These are the pictures that Richard (my cousin) and Rhonda are going to have to remember their wedding day. That's a lot of pressure to put on someone who considers themselves an amature, at best.

I'm sure I'm just being too critical of myself. We'll have to wait and see how things go.

On the plus side, this wedding's given me an excuse to buy all kinds of equipment! On top of the new lens I got a few weeks back, I've also gotten a tripod and some more filters. I'll need some more memory, but I'm going to see if I can borrow some from Dave.

I can't wait for this weekend! Richard (not my cousin) and I are taking a trip up to Algonquin. We'll be busing it there and back (which I'm sure will be an adventure in itself) and then spending four days in the park. I can't wait! Hiking, canoeing, biking... it'll be lovely!

I bought some vegan marshmallows (rather aprehensively, might I add) the other day. They are suprisingly delicious! Even Matt, who makes no attempt to hide his dislike of all my veggie products, thought they tasted like real marshmallows. I used one bag to make some rice crispy squares, and the other I'm saving to roast at Algonquin. It's been almost 5 years since I've roasted a marshmallow!

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Sunday evening we all found ourselves in Tyler's living room, trying not to really think about the reason why we were all there.

It really hit me hard once I had left, realising that I wouldn't see him for quite some time. And then again the following day at work, when I had looked at the clock and realised that he would have already landed in Utah, where he'll spend the next few weeks getting trained in preparation for the rest of his mission.

Here's hoping that the next two years fly by. Fortunately, there will be an hour or so each week that he'll be able to e-mail and write home; I'll post some updates and any pictures that he sends.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Not only am I going to see Red Hot Chili Peppers in September, but I just bought pre-sale tickets to see The Who in December!

The past few days have been pretty busy. I tend to jam pack my days off (so as to not waste them) which can lead to me burning myself out. Being sick didn't really help this, and I may have to go to the clinic this weekend... which I have also jam packed. Oops!

Wednesday I got my hair cut and coloured and, let me tell you, I have become one hot commodity! I had a CISV meeting that evening, where much planning was to be had.

As for Thursday, I met up with Dave to run some errands in Waterloo. We took a bit of time out to visit Richard at work; he gave us free juice. After that, I had plans made to meet up with Tim but I whatever it is that's kept me sick these past few weeks had gotten considerably worse. So we got coffee to go and chatted on the bus ride home.

I learned a lot that day! Dave taught me about mutual funds, Tim taught me the technique he uses to pick up women, and Richard taught me how to drive away customers.

I was talking to him at the counter when a group walked in.
Richard: "Ugghh. I have to work now."
They had to have heard him.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

I had all of these grandiose plans for this afternoon, with so much I was wanting to cross off of my To Do List... and then I fell asleep on the couch for two and a half hours. Needless to say, I will be using every moment I possibly can tomorrow. I can only hope to accomplish half of what I actually need to.

Marko and I found ourselves at Symposium this evening. We sat on the patio and discussed Marko's plans to live off of potatoes and weigh 3000 pounds. He'll be four Amy's wide.

I enjoyed my peach soda and marveled at the fact that the patio wasn't smoke free, and the fact that our waiter was not only odd and awkward, but also incompetent. I tipped him anyway.



Friday, July 07, 2006

Yesterday at work

Mum: Do you feel like doing a coffee run?
Me: Yeah, I was going to head out and pick up some lunch anyway. Do you think if I work out as hard as I did last night, I can justify having the sandwich combo with a donut?
Mum: That all depends on whether you want to loose weight or maintain your current weight.
Me: Well then I'll only eat half of the donut.
Mum: What will you do with the other half?
Me: ... I'll eat it later.
Mum: You're an idiot.

I didn't get the donut. I got cookies instead. But I did work out, and it was intense. Needless to say, my abs hurt a lot today - especially when I sneeze. Unfortunately for me, I forgot to take my Reactin this morning.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

This weekend I:

- got the Super 8 camera I bought from a couple in Toronto
- went to a bridal shower
- assembled the new Ikea computer desk we got
- (finally!) bought a new lens for my camera*

* For those of you that are interested, it's a 55 - 200 mm Sigma with a hood, and it was on sale!




This picture wasn't taken with my new lens, but isn't she adorable?

Saturday, July 01, 2006

I went to a show at The Boathouse last night with Michelle, Steve and Tyler, and Andrew joined us later on.

Starting off the evening was Matt Lees, who I remembered from Cameron. If I'm not mistaken, he graduated the year I started. He played an acoustic set of original material with a couple of covers.

Up next was The Brown Hornets, a band from Toronto. They have some of the best stage presence I have ever seen. Ever. I'll certainly be making an effort to catch them again.

Then was the band we had come for - The Droops. Their funk-rock-blues set had everyone on their feet, myself included. They're one of the forerunners in K-Ws indie rock scene, which is really saying something! We have such an amazing community of musicians, fans and venues feeding the talent that's coming out of our little hub.

This was, by far, the best $5 show I've been to (and I've been to quite a few in my day). There's just something about the sweat, heat and stale air from having a hundred people crammed into a building built to hold fifty, feeling the bass in your chest and watching a band who has just played as if everything is on the line. It sends me to bed with a very euphoric feeling.

A feeling that was shattered after Portugal unjustly stole England's spot in the semi finals this morning. I don't want to talk about it.





I took a few pictures at the show. Some turned out better than others but, in hindsight, I should have changed my ISO.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

Flickr doesn't want to post my pictures today. It's making me rather unhappy.






I just got home from coffee with Richard (pictured above, unshaven and rather heathenish). I'm not to sure what I'd do right now if I didn't have him to talk to. It's nothing crazy or dramatic or life altering. It's just that no one else seems to "get it" quite like he does, and it's refreshing to get his take on things.


But he had to go to his girlfriend's prom, and I have to go to dinner with Marko. Why? Because I am dying to hear about his "best.date.ever."

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

It was a good weekend. I went out for breakfast with Marko, went to the multicultural festival, saw one of my favorite local bands jam, and delivered pizza with Nathan. Well, I sat in the van while he delivered pizza.

But the highlight would have to be going to Steve's place Saturday night. Tyler was there, which at first was no big deal seeing as he and I had been reduce to awkward small talk since the end of August - which is how things started off. But then I asked him a few questions about his mission trip (he leaves July 17th for San Jose, California) and we ended up having an hour long discussion about religion, our beliefs and... all sorts of things!

By the end of the night, it felt like we were back to where we were last summer, which is such a good thing. It's just a shame that it had to be this close to him leaving.


Anyway, I dragged Matt to the fabric store today. He hated every moment of it. Except for this moment.



Originally uploaded by Amy Cow.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

My brother talks music

"Did you hear what Tom Delonge was saying about Angels and Airwaves? He thinks he can accomplish more with them than he could with Blink 182. Yeah, not with a lame looking drummer he wont! At least people respected Travis. He could lay down a bad ass beat ... 'But now we're running through a field and flying through space!' ... Let's all listen to their repetitive guitar riffs!"

Podcast potential, anyone?



P.S. I'm baaaack!

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

I think I'm love.

Tool, will you marry me?

I bought their new CD, as well as the new one by Pearl Jam, yesterday. They're both fantastic, but the case for '10,000 Days' (Tool) is amazing! You should have seen Nadia and I on the bus looking through the little goggle things. Everyone must have thought we were nuts.

Speaking of Nadia - she and I headed down to Cambridge, went for lunch, and spent the afternoon shopping. We bought some clothes, some CDs, some birthday presents, and some Reactin. I hate allergies.

Pictures later today when I'm actually home. Right now I'm in the office, waiting for 8:30 to roll around.

Nadia: "I think yours must be wrong. Mine says I'm fine to drive, and I got it at Zellers."
Nadia (pretending to be a police officer): "Well, I got mine at the National Alcohol Institue. Step out of the car, please."

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

"... your chest is just whateva, I found the buried treasure... "

Oh Bubba Sparxx - you really know how to woo the ladies.

I can't, for the life of me, get this damn song out of my head.

Monday, May 01, 2006

My god, was last week ever amazing! More about that later, though. I haven't got the time, nor the thinking capacity, to recall it all at the moment.

But I will say this - I am far better suited for office work than I was retail. Today was my first official day as the "Junior Office Clerk" for the company that currently employs both my mother and my aunt. Aside from the management, we're the only three in the office. And I quote,

Aunty Avril: "We can be pretty mean, you know. You're going to have to learn how to separate work and family now!"
My Mother: "And don't you dare go running to your grandmother, telling her what we've said."
Me: "But I'm her favorite..."
Aunty Avril: "She has no jurisdiction here."

When we got to the office this morning, there were balloons strung all throughout the building, as well as banners and containers of M&Ms. And later in the afternoon we had a little party in the back room (consisting of my mum, my aunt, the HSS, and myself) to celebrate my aunt's birthday, my mum's birthday and my first day of work.

Coffee, non-alcoholic wine, and two-bite brownies. Word.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Who am I kidding? I'm not a photographer.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Last night, Marko and I decided to stop at Sobey's to visit Kate, who can't wrap flowers even though she works in the flower department. And seems to spend 80% of her shift answering the phone, and the other 20% being told to get back to work. At least that's how it seemed while we were there.



Originally uploaded by mangophreek.



Originally uploaded by mangophreek.

But then she actually had to do some work, so we roamed around the store a little.



Originally uploaded by mangophreek.

And we took many a silly picture -- more of which can be found somewhere in Marko's photostream.

This rather juvenile, but enjoyable, behavior was followed by a delicious dinner at Symposium.

Monday, April 10, 2006

Work was long. So very long.

There were, however, some pretty cool people that made my day bearable. Like the man that called me "darling" and the one who stopped to hold the dust-pan while I swept.

Oh. And that guy on the bus who yelled through an entire phone conversation. He was so loud that everyone on the bus knew that his girlfriend called to tell him that she knew he wasn't where he said he was going to be. But I assure you, he stuck to his story and insisted that he was on his way back from a buddy's place where they had been fixing a brake line. And he didn't care what she had heard from her friends because he was telling the truth. And then, after noticing everyone on the bus was looking at him, he put his cell on speaker phone. Not only could we hear him, but we could hear her too.

But now, the novelty of the bus ride home has worn off and my feet are throbbing. To reward myself for a hard day of work, I'm going out to dinner with Marko.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Today was my grandma's birthday and we went up to spend the day with her and some family. It was a really nice day and she put on a fantastic spread of food (as usual).

When my cousin's fiance brought up the topic of hairdressers and her need to find a salon for the wedding, my grandad told us a story about his childhood. When he was a teenager, the price for a haircut went up from 6p to a shilling. His father, who was mostly bald, refused to pay an entire shilling for two minutes in the barber's chair. So, while in town one morning, my great-grandfather decided to buy a hair-clipper he had seen in a shop window. He brought it home and convinced my reluctant grandfather to trim his hair for him. He insisted that it wasn't difficult and that, with such little hair, there was no way to mess it up. That's when my grandad accidentally nicked his ear - a whole chunk of flesh! As one would assume, there was plenty of blood and even more foul language. After that, my great-grandfather never once complained about the price of a haircut.

With 80 years worth of experiences, what memories has he kept and which ones has he just let go of? I know I'll never be able to recall everything, but what will I be telling my grandchildren?

Saturday, April 08, 2006

I just got home from the market. The nicer the weather gets, the earlier we should go. It was so crowded and my mother had some old, foreign woman poke her and yell at her in, what my brother and I could only assume was, another language. My mother still swears she was saying "Will someone move for me? Someone move for me!!"

Either way, we saved a bundle and everything is nice and fresh and delicious.

Last night I went to see The Benchwarmers with Abbie and Dave. It was, to my surprise, a pretty funny movie. Mind you, I'm not sure what was funnier - the movie, Abbie's giggling, or the reaction of everyone sitting around us to Abbie's giggling.


My mother: "What night were you there? Decent Guy night? I think I must have been there Slutty Hoe and Creepy Old Guy night!"