Showing posts with label Holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holidays. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

canadian holidays = long weekend for ME

Okay, the disappointment of there being no Ikea in Halifax has set in. Apparently my sister was playing an extremely mean joke on my spirits. Moving on…

Just got back from the long weekend and whew! TIRED WOMAN. Basically I hung out with my friends (a lot!), celebrated my #1 gals 23rd birthday, got told what to do by my mom, spent $700 on new rear wheel bearings (STUPID CAR), went to the market with my fawscha, attempted to see Bridesmaids (it was sold out), ate a delicious meal of BBQ and salad with my family, lit a crap load of sparklers, took my grandmother out to eat, went grocery shopping in my parents cupboards and spent $70 at Future shop replacing everything that was stolen from my car.

TA-DA!

Oh ya. My car was broken into last week. Yay for Port Hawkesbury! More points towards why I love you so.

Note to self: don’t leave rear door open.


Note Note to self: Don’t let boys sit in your backseat who forget to lock the doors.

I wonder if it’d be cool to take my bra off at work. IT REALLY HURTS. It’s being super uncomfortable for some reason and Gaaaaah. I have a little over an hour left. I think when it gets to the hour mark I am gonna lose it. Be prepared boys. The girls are coming out!

Pleasant surprise: got back to PH yesterday to find our hay field of a lawn mowed! YAAAAAY. No longer bee central (goodbye dandelions). I got my TV set up in my bedroom and it’s just like being home now, I have gotten my room the way I want it. Pictures to come…be excited.


Recent life goals: Find a park and go all out swinging. Plant some daisies. Take off this bra. Make banana bread.


Ohhh so this weekend here’s a little update for yas: Matt came up to stay overnight for the party. Here’s me and the Robler trying to go home to my house at the end of the night and my friend Dan is all “Come to my house my parents are not home blaah blaaah we will party more” (Yeah, some of us still live at home, we are young kaaay) So we end up there, 20 min later all I want is to go home and cuddle in my bed! And Dan SUPER AWKWARDLY asks Matt if he is going home with me when I’m not in the room with them. Matt is like “I don’t know, if she’ll let me.” I am so so tired of boys and annoyingness. When you’re 22 relationships are NOT rocket science people. You like someone or you don’t, and they like you or they don’t. Sometimes you’re lucky enough to find someone you like who likes you back. DONE.

Matt who so clearly likes another girl is now trailing along to my house. Gaaah. SO TIRED OF IT. I actually left my bed in the morning hours and slept on the couch upstairs instead. I think I’m officially over it.


My roommates favorite movie is Wedding Crashers, so I made sure to bring my copy from home for him. Now there's the real problem, my friends.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

it's looking to be about that time again....

aaaaaand this is what I do while I'm studying to keep sane

I'm sitting at school in a delightfully empty computer lab reading over and making notes concerning my upcoming midterm this Monday. I didn't get to go to the kegger (sad face) due to an overrunning CMPE lab last night which I didn't get home from until about 7:30pm, and which effectively turned my brain into mush. So emotionally stunted and drained I opted for a little R&R, watching a few eps of Dead Like Me, eating some smart pop and reeces and reading American Psycho in the bathtub. Looking forward to next weekend, where I will make my own kegger god dammit.

For those of you wondering, the colin issue has been dismissed. After thinking long and hard I decided that bothering to be facebook friends with him was not really something I wanted, or would benefit me. But being curious about his intentions I instead sent him a casual msg reading: "Sup? I see I was defriended, again huh" Thinking I would get some form of reply along the lines of "yea colleens nuts" or "i'm coming to fredericton this weekend", something to explain his sudden interest. I instead get no reply and mysteriously the friend request disappears. Can friend requests be revoked by those who make them? Curiouser and curiouser I check his account seeing that the msg I'd sent had been deleted and the friend request was there no more, meaning either he changed his mind (completely possible), or else his gf (who also knows his fb password) signed his account up to her Blackberry (which would explain why he had that on his profile news feed even tho he doesn't own a blackberry) and the msg infact went directly to her phone instead where she proceeded to delete the friend request. Either way, I'm a free bird and that was the longest run on sentence ever. Ha! I am relieved. Let's all cross our fingers that well enough is left alone.

Halloween is coming! Need costume ideas...

Girl Scout?
Bank robber?
Greek Goddess?
Sheep.....?

Just a few of the ideas I'm tossing around right now. For some reason I'm leaning toward bank robber. I really want to run around with a stuffed burlap sack with a dollar sign on it. It's hilarious to me I don't know why, but it feels right.


If I were a boy I would dress up as Vincent Price. I just watched House on Haunted Hill. Not gonna lie, I was kinda scared.

Also I feel the need for some pumpkin carving and leaf pile diving!!!!



I fucking love Fall.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

La Douleur Exquise!


As intolerable and annoying as my weekend began (thanks to a certain someone who couldn’t plan a decent crap to come out of his ass let alone camping trip), it turned out to be one of my favorite of the summer so far. I gleefully took Friday off of work to bring my long weekend (thank you New Brunswick Day) up to a solid 4 days. After ½ day wasted spent searching for campsites (fail) my papa suggested I ask his dad if I could set up tent by his RV on the Naswaak River. Well by golly did I ever.


But before I get to that, let me just say thank the world for this person. It is really, really great to have someone you can count on through thick and thin: Who will always listen to your pathetic tales of woe and not make you feel worse, who will be glad to throw you a pity party complete with male strippers and nintendo, who will be by your side if you ever feel the need to creep on a certain boys fb page, who will paddle upstream to rescue you when you’re stranded in a kayak and you’ve lost your paddle, and who will help you eat that pint of Ben & Jerrys (Actually that shits expensive. More like “…help you eat that mcdonalds cone..”).

*Thanks to all the ladies in my life near and far who fit this. Love love love you all.

Friday the day was spent at our favorite 1800's hangout, King's Landing! Whit and I spent the day making our way through the quaint little town. We both decided that we'd like to have been born in the past but that Whitney would marry extremely rich so that she'd never have to lift a finger and that I would likely be married to the town's store keeper and possibly own an apothecary. I took pictures of everything and the "townsfolk" just loved us! (Probably because we were neither 6 nor 75 yrs old, which seemed to be the going age for every other tourist visiting.) We had fun taking in the history, drinking in the pub (Well...drinking water. It was hot!!) and stalking the mysteriously sexy horse cart driver.


O Great Map Reader
Just call me the horse whisperer.
Holla!
Saturday was camping time! Not only did my brand new "popupable" (please see video link below) tent from Canadian Tire kick some serious ass, but my extreme camping mess turned into a beaaautiful butterfly: a surprise 2-(wo)man kayaking adventure and extremely entertaining hang out with my Grampie by the campfire. Grampie Fraser hang out time = surprisingly really fun.

Grampie and some RV action.
ALMIGHTY TENT.


Badass Golfcart.
CHEEEESE.
The Yaks.
Prob the one and only decent pic of us together. Kayaking + rapids + Vex = bad photo ops.
*I did make my own video demonstrating the awesome power of the tent, but this one is so so much better. (BTW it is totally real. I can assemble and dissemble the thing in 30 seconds flat. Pure magic. Eat that Harry Potter! Tentimus Maximus!!!)

When I finally got home Sunday I completely passed out. Woke up around dinner time with flip flops still on and dried drool on my chin. (nummmy)

Monday aka New Brunswick Day, me and the fascha took a trip to the US of A on our motorcycles. It was the most beautiful day and it was fun hanging out with my dad. We drove about 600km total and stopped about 10 times. He said we could never go anywhere for a purpose because at my stoppage rate it would take us 3 weeks to arrive.

The bikes <3
It's in the family.
Big smiles!
"How to eat my giant sandwich? Is so big!"
And mine. MONSTER CLUB.
Rest Stop in Houlton, Maine.
Today I am back at work, working hard to get everything done in time for me to leave (just 4 more weeks EEK!) And yeah, things are still complicated with what’s his name. Honestly, I don’t think I know how to function around him properly. And I don't think, in four weeks especially, I ever will. Like, the fact that I’m trying to act normal around him and treat him like I would everyone else at work is just making me act weirder towards him. I’ll never get used to the idea he’s not someone I should be treating special. It’s crazy, but I still have feelings for him and that glimmer of hope that he feels something for me forever lingers. I am totally buggered. So, depending on my mood, I find myself seesawing between writing him soppy I-miss-you emails and standoffishly ignoring him when I bump into him in the cafeteria. What must he think of me? (NUTS, BONKERS, GOOBER…) I just wanted to say goober. Can matters of the heart ever just be civilized. Stupid primal instincts/irrational hormones.

To the left, to the left.
Carry Bradshaw, you took the words right out of my mouth.
Did I ever really love Big Colin or was I addicted to the pain? The exquisite pain of wanting someone so unattainable.

Let’s end with a summer list update…


TYLER’S FREAKIN’ FANTASTIC LIST OF STUFF TO DO BEFORE SUMMERS OVA 2010 EDITION:

1. Return for the 16th time to Magic Mountain Water Park in Moncton, NB.
2. Swim in the ocean.
3. Spend a weekend by myself at my camp in Boistown, NB.
4. Invite good people to stay at my camp with me for a weekend. (This weekend!)
5. Go tenting somewhere…anywhere!
6. Go on a road trip.
7. Get my swim stroke back. (Progressing)
8. Wear my hair naturally as much as possible. (Unleash the curl!)
9. Get a natural tan. (failing at the face, but the rest of the bod is coming along nicely)
10. Wear less face make up.
11. Feel beautiful again with no make up. (when I lose 10lbs...)
12. Be a passenger in a motorboat. (Does "driver" of a kayak count?)
13. Try fishing. (I saw a fish)
14. Go hiking in Fundy.
15. Motorbike the Cabot trail in Nova Scotia with my papa. (Did go 600km! down through Maine)
16. Eat a lobster, for the first time!
17. Figure out how to get rid of stinky feet and shoes.
18. Read 4 new books (Help me out people! I’m a terrible repeat offender…need some new material)
19. Host a potluck.
20. Slowly grow out the layers in my hair until I have a long, natural blunt cut. (slowest. process. ever.)
21. Get really dirty at least once.
22. Go for a midnight swim at Kilarny Lake. (this may be problematic as it's getting really cold out at night now)
23. Surround myself with people I love, are supportive and truly care about me. (so far so good)
24. Bake a quiche.
25. Fall in love with someone worthwhile. (pff, goood luck me)

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

in the spirit

My sister kindly reminded me of the giveaway I promised at 20 fol. WELL HEY! I’m a slacker. However, glad to have you all around and imma give you stuff. NOT at this moment. Not in this post (since I am at work, unless I decide to go raid the supply cupboard, which come to think of it might be a good idea: File folders, anyone?)

SUMMER IS HERE! For reals.

This past long weekend (thank you, Canada, and your many statuary holidays) the temperature was a steady 30 degrees Celsius and sunny, sunny, sunny! Celebrated two friends birthdays and went on my first (of many, I hope) camping trips. I even got a somewhat tan. Mucho accomplished; good weekend.

It’s been so humid; I’m constantly drinking ice water. OK ANY DRINK WITH ICE (let's not discriminate). And when I’m not drinking it, I’m thinking about drinking it. ICE ICE ICE ICE. I empty and fill at least one tray a day. And just in case I go crazy, I've got a back up as well.
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.

Oh ya, I got texts from Boston Red Socs allllll weekend. Mmmmmmmmmmmm. He is cute :) We talked Friday and Saturday night. We’ll see what happens. He does live in SJ, an hour away. But did it ever make me smile to receive two msgs from him coming back into the service area post camping trip.


BUA. I just like pictures today I think.

Ashley KC and Erica: good things are coming your way.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

easter weekend


So here comes the 4 day weekend.

I should be in a better mood, really, 4 days off is definitely what I need. But of course my day has been blotched. It's really not necessary to say by whom.

One question: Why can a boy never just leave you alone to get over him in peace? Why does he have to always say something sweet to you or email you or follow you to lunch and eat with you or touch your hand or notice you have just got your ears pierced again when no one else does.



It’s like he knows exactly what buttons to push and when to push them to keep me hanging on to him.

*Violently shakes head*

Ok, back. EASTER WEEKEND! FOUR DAYS OFF!

No plans… other than what I’ve so far thrown together with a few awesome people…
I was really hoping on going for a little road trip to somewhere but didn’t really work out with peoples work schedules, with nothing being open Fri or Mon, and with no where close I want to go to that it isn’t still too cold out for. (sadly I’m not ready for camping or the beach yet)



Tonight I am getting together with my gal Robyn! We are going to spend the night gossiping about boys and how much they suck and busy ourselves making cardboard ‘gag awards’ for our Sorority Ball next Saturday. I am meeting her for dinner first at Dimitres. YUM! I am going to remember to photograph it hopefully to show off the nummyness.



I sort of wish I was 7 years old and someone would make an easter egg hunt for me. That was my all time favorite thing to do. I would even buy the candy myself, If only someone would offer to hide it for me - and hide it good, cuz now I’m older and wiser, and taller and can see on top of things.

If only…sigh.

Since my weekend is going to be fairly low key you’ll probably be hearing from me again before next Tuesday. Cheers all! I hope your Easter weekends are simply magic.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I GO TO BED EARLY ON FRIDAY

Weekend blogging! I can barely believe it myself. :D
Last night was lovely and calm. I didn't end up seeing miss whitney which deeply saddened me, but i got to share in the lovely company of miss hutch and her roommates.

we went to chapters and perused the literature and i got a nummy salted pretzel. Ps if you've ever been curious about whether a salted pretzel would still be tasty the next day after sitting overnight in your purse, let me assure you, it IS. whip it was all out at blockbuster so we chose the invention of lying instead. it was pretty good, but i think i really like it mainly because i LOVE ricky gervais.


after nearly passing out during the movie i headed home directly after it was over at about 8:45pm. even hutch commented how tired i looked. i was emotionally tired.

this has probably been one of the best but one of the most stressful weeks. it used to be i would blog about every little thing colin would do...now it's like, there's too much to even begin.

everything has changed since last friday. we email back and forth almost all day, and it is no longer subtle innuendos, but full on conversations. i find it so fun sneaking around our work trailers together, making sure no one gets suspicious of us. i went over to him one day and asked him if he could show me how to do something on his computer. he really didn't know how to do it, so i ended up pointing out what to do for him. he said i was doing a better job then he was, so i confessed in a whisper that i was lying, and i just wanted an excuse to come over. he then kissed me at his desk.

we hung out thursday, less then a week since last time we'd been together outside of work. much sooner then our usual month in between interludes.

he doesn't act weird or look at me guiltily anymore at work. he smiles at me every time he sees me. he's nicer and friendlier then he's ever been before. everything is great.

but

there is always a but...

we've sort of got to this...new boundary. thursday, he was supposed to come out after the movie and hang out. but neither of us knew where to go. he wouldn't come to the movie because he was paranoid he would be seen, even though there were 4 of us girls going and it would hardly look like a date. i guess his gf does know what i look like from deleting me from his facebook account numerous times. but i just can't see the big deal. i suggested we go to his house but he wouldn't. he told me he knew someone on the eastside would see them (apparently that is where everyone he knows lives, and they all talk). I think that is a bullshit excuse, but if he's not comfortable with it then that's fine. i know he is still worried deep down about his gf, but he won't say that directly to me. at this point the convo always gets awkward, i don't mention her, ever. i hate thinking about what i'm doing and what he is doing and what it really means that we are both doing this. then there is the want that creeps back in... he made a joke about us getting a hotel room. i told him non-jokingly i have seriously thought about that. he said so has he. then he starts saying this stupid line he loooves "let's just play it cool". oooo I DESPISE THIS. it is the only thing he does that seriously makes me angry. what does it even mean? fuck it pisses me off. i just want to go "FINE" and bolt from his truck. he says that i just need to wait a couple weeks and let him figure out life. he tells me he wants to come to fredericton this weekend, while i just tell him he never will. he promises. but he is a liar so this means nothing, right?

yesterday at work comes along, i ask him if he'd like to get lunch. he says of course, and asks me where i want to go. i tell him it depends on if he's willing to go offsite or not (aka, you know what would happen). he sends me back this: "it doesnt matter to me, but any food from the caf is probably better then anything you can get offsite, but it's up to u"

he knew what i meant but blew me off...or puts it in my hands to make the decision, like he might feel guilt free if it's me making that call. i choose the cafe. i almost tell him that i'd rather go alone, because at this moment i don't want to even look at him. but of course, that would make things maybe irreversibly wierd, so we go. he is just like he has been all week, so friendly and cheery. he tells me about last night and that he was sorry he didn't make it out and asked me if i had fun and everything i did. i am barely listening and responding with one or two words answers. i dont mean to give him the cold shoulder but i feel vulnerable at this moment.

he knows i am getting a drive home with brendon to fred at 330. right after lunch, about 130, he sends me an email that says "do you want to leave for fredericton now"

my mouth hits the floor, is he serious? i can hardly believe it. after blowing me off, now he wants to go to fred with me? which he has never done before... emailing back and forth, we eventually we get to the what would we do and where we would go questions. i say that we could probably go to my house. he says ohh i would have to meet the rents, im not down with that, will have to think on it. i ask him what he is down with and he replys that we should play it cool.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

i could kill him. i avoid him as much as possible for the rest of the afternoon, but somehow i still run into him face to face and alone TWICE. both times i literally am getting away from him as fast as possible without running, dodging around him and not listening to what he's saying. he catches me right when i'm getting into brendons car, mumbles something about me texting him this weekend and he'll come up, but i am not listening at all and couldnt tell you what he really said if i wanted.

so this is where we are. so much has changed, by leaps and bounds since last friday. but here we are at another roadblock. we have no where to go to be together. nowhere is safe. nowhere is allowed. what we are doing is crashing down on us both. i said i would give it two weeks to see what is really going to happen. he's shortened my waiting time from 7 months to a few weeks for him to figure his business out. i dont know what to do other than just to keep going with the flow, not think and enjoy the good.


wow, i get so into the diary/story telling. back to normal posting: my sorority ladies are getting together today at 1pm at Lee's house to make some chocolate roses to sell for Valentine's Day! So excited to see my girls and get in the spirit. Now i think im going to run to the dollarama and buy some goodies to make homemade cards with :D:D and hit michaels to get some more necklace supplies to fill some orders! tonight is two of my friends birthdays! we'll see what pans out. hope everyone has a lovely lovely saturday :D

xoxo Tyler

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Cuddles and snow frolicking pictures.

Me, Erica and Cali cuddling on the bed


Me driving (it is WHITE out)


SNOW! me and momma walking downtown


Britt!




Mom and Britt


Me! In my non-winter jacket.




Crazy sisters


And this is just about when we got into our snowball fight, aka britt throwing snow at me while mom sat in the car and i cleaned the snow off the car. But then i got her back good. Snowball to face!!! Lol.

I miss my sisters. They're gone back to their respectful homesteads now...Britt in Edmonton, Alberta and Erica in Half Moon Bay, California. Love love love.

Christmas eve ritual: reservation lights.

Pretty twinkle lights! Every year the indian reservation puts on a christmas light show (since they dont have to pay for electricity) Here are some snaps of the good houses! They are usually a lot better but apparently this year everyone got lazy except for a select few..enjoy!













Can you spot Santa Claus?!








And the winner! For best light display and spirit (as chosen by me :) )




The laziest house...seriously? One string of lights! Lol. Joke!


SEIZURE lights....enough said.


(loving everyones commentary: me britt brad and erica all speak!)

Monday, December 28, 2009

Christmas!!!!

Every year we talk about not doing the whole present thing. I'm the youngest basically in my close family, at 21. The santa jig is up! Lol. So, my mom always announces you know, I'm not buying any presents this year, no presents, and so on. Then she goes on about how there will be no stockings. And then that if there are stockings she's not wrapping anything in them.

Well of course that didn't happen, me Britt Erica and Brad all had overflowing stockings and the tree was full of presents. (YAY!)

Early morning stocking opening!

The beautiful tree


Stockings!


Daddy with his coffee


Momma and Britt


The four muskateers


Next, on to Grammie C's for some delicious christmas breakfast.

Gram and her tree


Breakfast and fun cracker hats!


Erica not looking impressed ?








We all opened presents at Gram's then came back home to open the presents under our tree. (We made a bit of a mess...but the cat liked it!)





Here are a few out of the ton that I got. But all were awesome!

2 Notebooks


Chi travel set, works at 120 and 220 volts (Euro-trip, here I come)


The Lovely Bones


Heaps of candy...too much.


A bag of buttons! to make things with..


Awesome makeup: Sephora, Clinique, Urban Decay and Rimmel red lipstick <3


Some movies


Matching Christmas sweaters: me Britt and Erica all got the same ones! (and then proceeded to wear them for the rest of the day)


Some New Moon gear, of course: A Jacob blanket and pillow case, calendar, Taylor Lautner Rolling Stone poster and a Jacob bookmark (can you guess what team I'm on?)


No new camera :( but my awesome brother-in-law taught me to utilize some of the functions on my own. I'm much happier with it, for now.

Hope everyone had a most wonderful christmas!
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