Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Kiss

I love my Brandon :)

Monday, September 29, 2008

Ladybugs

I keep finding ladybugs on my patio screen.

I remember when we moved into this place last year, we found a lot of dead ladybugs when we were cleaning up. THEY'RE BACK, JUST LIKE THE FUCKING POLTERGIEST.

Today was an uneventful day, and I'm quite certain I am losing my mind. Only 38 days until Vegas. I can't wait. Seriously, I just want to say GOODYBE CANADA, HELLO VEGAS. And I will say that in 38 days.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

I wanna bake cookies real bad

Maybe I can convince Brandon to pick up some chocolate chips on the way home from work...

Here's my FAV chocolate chip recipe:



Ingredients:

2 1/4 cups flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup butter, softened
3/4 cup white sugar
3/4 cup firmly packed brown sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 eggs
1 - 12 ounce package (or 2 cups) semi-sweet chocolate chips
1 cup chopped nuts (optional, but so good, I use almonds)



Preheat oven to 375°.

In a small bowl, combine the flour, baking soda and salt. Set aside for a minute.

In a large bowl, combine butter, white sugar, brown sugar, and vanilla. Beat until the mixture is creamy. Beat in the eggs. Gradually add in the flour mixture. Stir in the chocolate chips and nuts.

Drop the cookie mixture by the tablespoonful on an ungreased cookie sheets. Bake for 9-11 minutes, until golden brown.

This recipe makes about 5 dozen 2 1/4" cookies.

Friday, September 26, 2008

MY ROAST WAS A HIT

IT WAS THE BESTEST ROAST EVER

OH YEAH

BRANDON AND I ARE GOING TO...

VEGAS

<3


I LOVE MY KEURIG SINGLE SERVE COFFEE MAKER!!! LOVE IT!! It's so fast and easy, and there's no mess from yucky coffee grounds. And less waste!! Isn't it gorgeous?

Tonight I am making my first roast ever. I hope it turns out. >.>

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Hello, My name is Mallory.

I am an Operations Manager.

AND APPARENTLY I SHOULD BE ABLE TO READ MINDS AND SEE THE FUTURE.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

blah

Funerals are so sad...but they provide closure. I thought I'd be okay, but I cried a lot. My Grandpa left this world in the best way possible- no pain, just asleep. The doctors that were operating on him gave him the most comfortable death possible, and I really appreciate that. He didn't suffer, and his anyurism could have killed him a worse way.

I am happy he didn't suffer, and I know he was ready and he accepted that he might not survive the surgery. All the same, I'm so sad he's gone. And sad for my Grandma, my Mom, my aunts. I couldn't imagine losing one of my parents.

Its hard to not cry when everyone around you is sobbing.

I made a powerpoint for his funeral at the last minute. I'm glad I did it. It was just pictures and bible passages. I didn't know until I had finished it that I had picked one of his favorite. Very interesting.

The other day after my Grandpa passed, my uncle Donald had to buy a new cell phone. He erased everything off the old one and switched to the new one. When he turned the new phone on, he had two voice mails that weren't there before. One was from my Grandpa, and it said "hello son, I'm home". That made me happy. I don't know whether it's authentic or not...could be a glitch in the phone. But I want to believe it's supernatural. I want Grandpa to be happy.



Download this song...super awesome.

If The Brakeman Turns My Way

Bright Eyes

Cassadaga (2007)

When panic grips your body and your heart's a hummingbird.
Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverse.
All your friends and sedatives mean well, but make it worse.
Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt.
Better find yourself a place to level out.

Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other way.
A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret.
Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn't play.
Tried to listen to the river, but you couldn't shut your mouth.
Better take a little time to level out.

I never thought of running.
My feet just led the way.

Mixed up signals.
Bullet train.
Cars are switched out in the crazy rain.
I could meet you any place.
If the brakeman turns my way.

All this automatic writing I've tried to understand,
From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand.
It's an infinite coincidence, but it doesn't form a plan.
So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the south.
Gonna find myself somewhere to level out.

Are your brothels full, oh Babylon, with merry middlemen?
Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens.
All this death must need a counterweight always someone born again.
First a mother bathes her child then the other way around.
The scales always find a way to level out.

I tired to pass for nothing,
But my dreams gave me away.

Mixed up signals.
Bullet train.
People snuffed out in the brutal rain.
I could live to any age,
If the brakeman turns my way.

It is an old world, it's hard to remember,
Like a dime store mystery.
I'm a repeat first time offender,
Who has rewritten history.

Mixed up tea leaves.
Phantom pain.
Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain.
Getting better every day.
If the brakemen turns my way.
Mixed up signals.
Bullet train.
Cars are switched out in the blinding rain.
He'll be smiling as he seals my fate,
When the brakemen turns my way.



Happy Sunday everyone. Back to work tomorrow.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Dear Grandpa

I'm glad you didn't suffer when you passed away on the operating table. I'm sorry we didn't spend more time together; I wish I could have been closer.

Everyone misses you, but in your passing we will celebrate your amazing 87 years of life. You were a strong, intelligent man. You survived WWII and made a home for so many children. Your heart was so big and generous, guided by God and Jesus.

You are gone physically, but you'll always be with us in our hearts. I know we'll see each other in the very distant future, and I hope you find peace in everlasting life.

Grandma misses you dearly, but I promise we'll take good care of her.

I love you. Rest in peace and enjoy the eternal joys you have so prominently earned.

PS- I will always think of you when I hear The Teddy Bear's Picnic, eat peaches, and swim in the Okanogan.

Xoxoxo

On the way...

To BC. I get the joy of sitting in the back with my freaky sister. AND we have to share a bed. I'm gonna fart in her face when she's sleeping with her mouth open.

I hate funerals :(

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

RIP

Rest In Peace Grandpa Mac. You're with God now. I love you.

Precious in the sight of the LORD [is] the death of his saints.
Psalms 116:15

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Promises promises

All these Federal Election campaigns intrigue me.

The Liberals are calling for a "regulation" of gas prices. Sounds like another empty Liberal promise to me. How many times did the Liberal party say they were going to do something while they were in the Federal Office, and never followed through? All I recall is the party spending a lot of money, and I didn't see any of it. OH YEAH IT CREATED A DEBT.

I think Harper's platform is a little more realistic. Call me an Albertan, but he really HAS followed through with lowering the G.S.T. He can't promise he can lower gas prices, because *news flash*, it's out of his control. But he CAN lower G.S.T. again.

Wait a second, wasn't it the Liberals who created G.S.T.?
They'll "regulate" gas prices by bringing the G.S.T. back up.

And don't get me started on Jack Layton. Puuh-lease. Yes, he has a mighty moustache. I'll give him that much, but the NDPs would destroy Canada in much the same way as they did with British Columbia back in the day. We'll all be shitting in compost piles because flushing the toilet would be using too much water.

I've also been following the American election. Wow, is that DRAMA or what? Sarah Palin is fierce. She's about as smart as a dung beetle and funny as hell to watch when she's in a debate. She speaks of abolishing sins, SHE'S A WALKING SIN.

It's Black VS White... Woman VS Man...

Only one minority will be victorious.
I can't wait to see the outcome of this election. It's going to be dramatic.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Say Yes to the Dress

Man, I freakin' love that show.

Being a wedding dress consultant would be way more fun than selling electronics. But I'd have to deal with bitchy women, and I get enough of that at work.

Women think that if they're bitches, I'm gonna cave, and they'll get their way. Oh no. I KNOW YOUR GAME, I'VE PLAYED IT. It does not work. I'm more inclined to make exceptions to genuinely nice people rather than fake jerks.

Lesson of the day: Being a bitch/asshole in a retail store does not get you what you want. If anything, it gets you less.

PS
As of MONDAY, I have an entire Ops team!!!! THREE seniors, a sup...YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!! SO HAPPY!!

Sunday, September 7, 2008

TeleToon Retro

Oh my god.
I just watched The Smurfs.
Now I'm watching oldschool Alvin and the Chipmunks. I love it.

I just made a smoothie with frozen mixed berries, fat free vanilla yogurt, 1% milk, soy protein powder and ground flax seed. It's not bad. I'm trying to ease into the Abs Diet for Women. 15g of protein in one glass is pretty swell! Not to mention the 8g of fibre too!! Good for ze poopin.

Friday, September 5, 2008

I hope my benefits program covers going crazy

Because I'm going to have a mental breakdown soon. I don't know when, and I don't know what's going to trigger it...but i am SO STRESSED OUT RIGHT NOW.

I can't even sleep.
I just feel this pressure on my chest.

I just want to dissapear for a while.

I feel cramped. I have too much stuff. I need a bigger closet...too many clothes. None of which I wear. FJDSHAKFDKSA!!!

My back hurts.

I just want to have a good day. I can't wait until everything is back to normal. NOLAN, HURRY UP AND SAVE ME. IM STRESSING SUPER BAD.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

djfsakhdhga!!

SOMETIMES I HATE MY JOB.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

sploosh

I've finally mastered curling my hair with my flat iron. Its so much easier than a regular curling iron. Best $250 I've ever spent.

When I came home from work today, Brandon was already cooking dinner! YAY! I love it when my boo cooks. Sometimes it's nice to just...not have to cook. Don't get me wrong, I love cooking...especially on my days off. But after 9hrs of work, I don't want to do anything.

Stephen Harper has these intense ad campaigns out right now, and they seem kind of fake to me. I wonder if he feels as though he's losing ground in today's suffocating economy. You know it's a good day when gas is at 122.9. I def filled up that day.

My life is so boring.
So boring.