Today I turned 31.
All in all it was a pretty good day. Work was fine - the usual. When I got home Kirk and I took Oscar out for a run in the fresh snow in the alleyway behind our building. Sadly we have no yard. ANYWAY, after that we joined Kathleen for a fabulous dinner at Cyrano's.
Now I am so full of booze and entrees and dessert that my only next move will to be fall asleep immediately after I finish typing thi........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.............
Today I turned 31.
Kathleen and I went wedding dress shopping last week. Some mid-town wedding dress depot in a fairly industrial area.
I was pretty nervous AND excited. After that year sabbatical which turned into a year and a half of recovery from getting smashed on the hood of some fucknut's mini-van, and after going into some debt to buy our cottage, I haven't had much opportunity to indulge in clothing consumerism as much as my inner fashionista would like me to. Now here I was, about to try on dresses that cost more that what I spent on clothes in the last 3 years! *
I found one dress that I liked and would have had a picture of me in it, but one of the store "attendants" hissed at me shortly after taking that one photo.
* I did go to Montreal last spring with my mum and bought a bunch of stuff that I love. But I was then a size 12 and am now a size 10. HUZZAH! you say? I wholeheartedly agree, except for the part where most of my clothes are either awesome but ill-filling or old, hole-y and patched. ...sigh...
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Rick Mercer's Sunday Report
Who else but Rick Mercer could get Pierre Berton to teach the Monday Report viewers to roll a joint (check October back issues for video). HUZZAH.
If you liked The Office, you'll LOVE Ken Finkleman's George Findlay.
Possibly the most engrossing drama on television. Plus, it's got carnies!
OH and I'm soooooooo looking forward to the new motherfuckingcocksucking season of Deadwood
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I never thought I'd be so attached to my name, but I am.
I was worried for a while that maybe Kirk might be offended that I didn't want to take his name. So of course, for the last few weeks, I've just totally avoided the subject altogether. He wasn't. Not at all. In fact, he told me that it was MY name and that it was totally up to me, that he would love me no matter what.
I love him so much I could just EXPLODE.
In the end I decided that I'm going to keep my last name for legal purposes, but would be happy to be called Mrs. Kirk when it suits us best.
(Oh, and we've decided that if/when we have children, they'll get both of our names - probably not hyphenated though, we'd be talking six syllables.)
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I was just watching Lake Placid (instead of painting). Betty White is KILLER.
Anyway, here's another inneresting Party Shuffle 15 of 5055 available songs stored on our portable Firewire drive:
Mudd Club - Frank Zappa
Echoes of Harlem - Roy Eldridge
The Thrill Is Gone - BB King
Ready or Not - The Fugees
Lapdance - N.E.R.D.
I Don't Wanna Be A Player - Incubus & Big Punisher
I Will - The Beatles
Roll'em Pete - Joe Williams
Consequence - Incubus
Moonrise - Nitin Sawhney
Fever - Kylie Minogue
Shelter - Rage Agains The Machine
Mary - Sarah Slean
Feelin' Good - Nina Simone (Joe Claussell Remix)
B-Boy Boullabaisse - The Beastie Boys
Conehead - Frank Zappa
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Kirk and I are getting married on October 29, 2005. A Hallowe'en wedding. I'm so excited I could pee! I haven't planned a real party in YEARS.
As I mentioned before, My dad is STOKED, so our meal will be standard Italian-Canadian fare. I'm already kinda feeling full just thinking about it:
- Open bar from 5:00pm to 1:00am
- Hot and cold hors d'oeuvres
- Champagne toast (Huzzah!)
- Red and white wine as well as mineral water on each table (mmm...wine...)
- Caesar salad (We're forgoing the usual prosciutto, melon and marinated seafood salad. Kirk's family is Scottish/German and don't really think of squid as food)
- Two kinds of pasta (one with red sauce and one with white. c'mon people ya gadda give 'em options)
- Chicken and steak (guests get to choose either, or OR BOTH!) with roasted potatoes and steamed veggies
- Scoop of lemon sorbet (to cleanse the palate) and coffee
- 10:30pm Sweet table (instead of wedding cake) and more coffee
- Oh yeah, did I mention OPEN BAR ???
We did a great deal with the banquet hall so it looks like we're going to be able to keep to a pretty reasonable budget. I haven't started clothes shopping yet, but Kirk and I have talked it over and we both dig the idea of Edward Gorey/Tim Burton/Edardian gothic/Harvest as inspiration for the colour palette. Using black, deep purple and burgundy, with touches of mint, cream. coffee and cognac on the invitations, bridal party's clothes, tables and the ceremony. Oh, and I can't forget about the candles. LOTS AND LOTS of candles.
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