D'ja Miss Me?

Ok, ok, ok.....ok..........ok so there's really no excuse for my absence.  I can't even remember most of what's gone down in the past few months.  Not with any specificity.  But I want to start writing here again on the reg.

Sim and I did the first ever Mississauga Neighbourhood walk up in Streetsville.  It was cute.  It felt like maybe we were missing part of it.  It ended with us wandering aimlessly up Queen St trying to decide at what point we should turn around and head back South.  Is there really only one cafe in the entire Streetsville downtown?  No wonder Port Credit has won out as the premier destination in the city.  And I'm not saying that because I grew up and lived in PC for almost 20 years.  It was a good stroll.  Maybe we'll get another one in sometimes soon.  Either here or back in TO.  There are still soooo many to do.

What else.  A few trips to TP, a few trips to see my parents.  A full and total breakdown in communication with someone who is no longer apart of my life, and I'm so much better for it.  I finally got my passport.  Good for 10 years, so I won't have to think about it for a while.  And next time I will get it renewed and not let it lapse.  Planning my great escape in just less than three weeks.  Euro Trip III.  But this time I'm on my own.  I'm scared but I'm all booked so no backing out now.

And I guess lastly, I got a new sofa.  It was quite an ordeal.  Almost didn't make it into my place.  Almost didn't make it out of the elevator.  Almost didn't make it into the elevator.  Almost didn't make it into the delivery truck, but not for size reasons.  For reasons of stupidity that I don't want to rehash.

Was that really six months in three paragraphs?  A taste perhaps.  I hope to be back more regularly.

Neighbourhood #17 - West Danforth

This is really going to be a pathetic attempt to summarize a neighbourhood adventure almost 8 months ago.  It was April, I know that it was April.  I think it was April, I think.  Sim and I bundled up and headed out from her place to the nearby West Danforth.  We skipped a few blocks that seemed less than inspiring.  It was just around Pape that we decided to park it and start our walk.

Danforth, Greektown, is not an unfamiliar neighbourhood to me.  I had been on a few different occasions.  Enough to know where I wanted to eat, but not often enough to specifically know any other destinations.  We came across a few really cool interior stores (iQ Living, Moss), and I actually picked up a wooden spoon for my mom, and Sim got something too....I remember her buying something.  There was almost definitely a purchase there....(how am I doing so far??).  We stopped into a used bookstore/music store, but it didn't catch our fancies.  On we walked to Leonidas, an amazing chocolate shop.  Of course sugar was a big NO for Sim so we just looked and drooled and left.

We stopped in for a spectacular meal at Astoria.  We split a plate of fries and a dinner plate and we we both stufffffed.  The servings were huge and the food was delicious.  I would definitely return again.  I recalled the fried cheese from the first trip but it didn't work into our splits, next time I would consider trying that. Across the street we went into a nice cheese shop.  Everything looked super yummy.  I picked up some phyllo dough that I have yet to use (hint hint to myself).  Then it was a stop into Treasure Island Toys were Sim scooped a gift for a friend, and spied on a few possible toys for herself and the little one to be.

Finally our last stop was at a cafe for some coffee and BG.  I got the most amazingly delicious maple latte.  I don't have a note on what the name of the place was, but it was on a corner on the south side of the street, and it was....an Italian Sports bar??  It was a bizarre place, and other than the jaw droppingly good latte, it kind of felt like we were out of place.

And that's all she wrote, about Danforth.  It was one of the more anticipated neighbourhoods for me, but it ended up falling a bit short.  Bloor separates North from South, and creates quite literally a great divide.  All other hoods thus far has been just a bit more quaint, and contained.  But I don't hold that against you Danforth, you're still alright.

Restarting All Over Again

It's Reboot Time!!!  It lines up oddly with Sim sharing a story from Wil Wheaton rebooting his own life, but I had been thinking about my own for a while.  There are a lot of things I want to be doing but I opt for lazing around instead.  I've actually had a really busy summer, and it's time to hunker down for the winter and get some shit in my life in order.  I figured I would start with another 2 or 3 weeks of juicing.  But only for breakfast and lunch.  I've just made up 10 mason jars worth of juice and soup.  It can be slightly annoying how much effort goes into the prep.  At least I'll be good for two days.  We'll see how long I'm able to keep that going.

A summer's worth and no posts to show for it.  I guess the only really amazing news is the new car.  I still love love love it.  More posts to come in the near future.  Including an outstanding neighbourhood write-up.  It has not been forgotten.  Maybe slightly forgotten but hopefully I can do it justice.

I guess in short, I'd like to start my fake new year by doing the following:
1) Finish cleaning my place, and keep it clean.
2) Manage my laundry folding better (a large subsection of part one).
3) Eat healthier.
4) Work out more...or at all.
5) Watch less TV/Netflix
6) Read more.
7) Write more.
8) Play more guitar, and listen to more music.
9) Paint a self portrait and build a house.....just kidding, but maybe knit more.
10) Get back to budgeting.  I've already started over again with my budgeting program with today's receipts.  I feel like I've lost control of my spending.  Not that I ever buy much non-essential stuff, but I need to get a better handle on it all.  I need to focus on building up my savings again, and maybe get back to making more prepayments on the 'gage.

I should track my progress on these ten points and see how I'm doing even a month from now.  Perhaps?  I'm having a follow-up fire inspection on Wednesday to replace my smoke detector.  They are going to charge for it, and I could have replaced it myself but I'm honestly too lazy.  I couldn't be bothered to figure out if it's hardwired or what exactly I would need to screw into the ceiling if I bought a replacement.  For $40 I'll let the fire safety company take care of that.  It's actually a company that we distribute to.  I haven't yet decided if that's weird or awesome.

Doodle-Foo

More doodles and on-the-road journalism.  I take on the tough issues like, omg how much do you LOVE Bill Murray.......ME TOO!!!

And another doodle of Jackie's brother.  I've been meaning to clean it up and send him a copy.

Adventures While On Hold & The Road

On hold with Bell for the second time I got a bit bored.  A crescent inspired a Toad doodle.

And then on the way home....this.  I feel their car decorations a bit schizophrenic.  Including the Jesus Fish, and the Demonic Nissan emblem (somewhat hidden but you can see the horns showing through), and the Transformer?

A Danforth post is in the works.  I'm the worst, I know.

Diary of a 7 Year Old

Thurs, May 24, 1990
Dear Diary,
Today is the day people did skip onthon
i sponsered $1:00 for lois cuase i now her and she is a realy nice person to be with.

Neighbourhood #16 - North Roncesvalles

Ok!  A few months ago Sim and I visited Ronces but decided to cut the neighbourhood in half.  And let me start by saying the Northern half was just as good as the Southern half.  As a whole, it might be just one of the most interesting neighbourhoods in the city!  This has taken me a bit of time to catch up. Because of the rampant increase in local tourism, it has sadly almost become a burden to get in all written up.  But here we are, last one.

There is no good way to get from the East end to the West end, but we settled on cutting through the city on Bloor and away we went.  I always run my navigation decisions by Sim, and she always tells me she doesn't know why I ask her.  I guess I'm just the type to seek approval and affirmations.  Because I'm good enough, smart enough, and gosh darnit, people like me.

We were both hungry, and Sim was in her "food okay" zone, so we immediately gravitated to Sunrise Grill & Crepe.  We actually thought it was Grill & Cafe, but crepe was better, so much better.  It was really quite empty which was disappointing because it was soooooo good.  One of the more enjoyable coffees I've had, in the city (I can't believe I can say that now).  Maybe it was because I accidentally (on purpose) dumped a gallon of cream into it.  No pics, but we split a Berries & Custard crepe and Eggs Benny.  I think there was a twist to the bennies but I forget now!!  They were closing mid-afternoon, so we finished up and moved on.

We stopped into Maggie's Farm, which is this super awesome retro-modern-bohemian-hip kind of a store.  It felt like what I want every store in Kensington to feel like, but even better.  I picked something up that I cannot disclose just yet (secccreetttsssss).  Then it was on to a store called Scout which pretty much had anything you've ever wanted but didn't know you wanted, plus more amazing stuff.  Actually there were a few things they had that I already do have, including the CBC bag pictured above.  And my quote a day book (which I am failing at).  Loved it all, would go back tmrw.

And then it was the first used book store.  I took a bit of time to pick something out.  First of all, I need to kick start my reading.  I've been slacking, lazing, watching endless hours of netflix and not accomplishing anything useful.  I always plan on it, but then couch and pillow, and dozing in and out, etc and so on.  Anyways, picked up a book because I love book stores and I want them to exist forever and ever.  I think the next stop was the other book store where I ended up getting a button that said "Keep Calm and Read On".  I know it's kind of like an over-done over-popularized under-appreciated saying but I love sayings of the Keep Calm and...variety.  I love any good English saying.  When I was going crazy in Calgary at my first job my parents' friend said "Stiff upper lip" to me.  Loooove it.

We swooped into the local Chocolateria, which every neighbourhood seems to have.  Oh yum.  I love a good toffee or turtle like chocolate goodness.  But I resisted, and so did Sim.  She's saving up for the binge.

We almost swung East along Howard over to the Dundas.  But it was freaking cold out, and it was looking doomy and gloomy down that way so we snuck into Coffee And All That Jazz for a latte.  We both got the Maple Latte.  I wasn't a big fan, don't think Sim was writing home about it either, but super cute cafe.  And the obligatory BG match followed.  We were about to start a second when I recommended going home to cuddle with the pups and we folded up and headed out.  We were going to stop and get some cheap ice cream on the way home, but it's a Loblaws there, not a No Frills.  A-durrr.  So much for that business.  I did make a loop before we realized I was wrong.  Then came the long circuitous loopy drive home to explore (re-explore) potential neighbourhoods.

We may have one more weekend before Pips becomes supreme ruler of the H. household.  Maybe one more trip is in the cards before another neighbourhood intermission occurs.

Neighbourhood #15 - Mt Pleasant

I almost labelled this as "aka Davisville", but I'll tell you what.  I think there is more at Yonge and Davis for us to explore so lets mark this down as a separate.  Ironically on our way back from our last neighbourhood (I wonder what tense this is?  Future past?) Sim and I looped through a few hoods.  "Lets check out Davisville" I said enthusiastically.  Maybe we could get some ideas or inspirations for further adventures.  Going up Spadina Rd we turned right at Chaplin and took that past Yonge to Mt Pleasant.  As soon as I saw that intersection I knew we had been there just a few days before.  Which brings me to the present past.  Mt Pleasant adventure time.

It was a pretty gnarly day for me that Friday.  I had just heard news from my Aunt that my Great Aunt was preparing to go into palliative care.  She has since passed, RIP you amazing lady.  I was trying to coordinate with my brother to meet in the East end and travel up to Newmarket one last time.  Mid-afternoon my dad and Aunt called.  She was back to being responsive and they officially brought the warning from fire truck red to a cooler pumpkin orange.  We ended up postponing our visit to the next day.  In my haste there were no photos taken, and very poor record of what we actually got up to.  But here goes nothing.

We grabbed a quick and easy parking spot just North of Davisville on Mt Pleasant.  Our first stop was a cool furniture store, Manderley Fine Furniture.  They had some pretty fancy pieces that caught my eye.  Out of my league for sure but nice.  Sometimes I wonder if stores like that get bothered my a pair of looky-loos, but you never know when a look might turn into a buy.  In my case I'm fairly certain it's never but they don't need to know that.  Next we ducked into a cool shop called Jacaranda Tree & Co.  It's kind of an upscale kitch shop if that's not too much of an oxymoron.  Again I quite liked several things, but to be honest I felt like by the time we walked out the front door I hadn't really given it an honest look.

On we went.  We stopped into a candy store and picked up some Tahiti Treat for Spence.  Also a favourite vintage soda of mine.  Yummity yum yum.  It looks like Crush is coming back with a new berry punch type soda.  A quick stop into a Chocolatier but only to tease ourselves.  Just short of Eglinton we crossed back over and headed South. We toured Mabel's Fables in search of children's books about foxes, but those damn stores always sort by author instead of animabetically.

The last stop was into a cute little cafe called Hillside Cafe (Bakeshop & Delicatessen).  I can't remember if we played BG?  My mind was elsewhere I suppose.  We hurried back to the car before the rush hour traffic kicked in.  Or the ticket ran out.  I can't remember that either....woof.

Sim and I have vowed to return to the Longest Yard when we can have a proper beer and pub meal.  We both just loved the name.  We also skipped my namesake store, Jules Cafe and Patisserie, and a fancy looking gelato shop that would be nice in the summer time.  Looking back, it was a fairly good hood.  One more write-up and we'll be all up to date.

Neighbourhood #14 - The Beaches (West)

And now time for one of the most recognizable neighbourhoods in Toronto, the Beaches!  I remember when I was younger the Beaches felt like they were at the edge of the universe.  One time when I was really young my family was docked at Ashbridge's Bay on my parents' boat.  I had forgot one of my bags of luggage for our vacation.  My dad rode our fold up bike into what felt like oblivion to me at the time, but was really just across to the Coxwell and Lakeshore where he caught some sort of transportation back into Mississauga.  I should thank him again for that, see if he actually remembers.

But down to business.  Sim and I knocked off another neighbourhood.  Once we do Parkdale, Beaches (East end) and I guess West Queen West (almost forgot about that one) we'll be done Queen Street!  So we headed down around lunch time, and the first stop was at Hogtown Smoke.  I think I speak for both Sim and I when I said, "Omg, omg, omg."  That food was some of the best in the city.  Holy smokes!!  I ordered the Brisket Ends, Sim ordered the Pork Belly salad, and we shared a start serving of jalapeno bacon wrapped ricotta (+4 cheese) stuffed poppers.  With a most delicious dipping sauce which I sadly only discovered for my second popper half.  The serving was three, and it was $13, and it was worth every single pennnnyyyy.

Next we stopped into the Nutty Chocolatier.  They have one in Port Credit as well but I've never been inside.  It was a very tempting story.  I laughed when I saw the Cadbury imports from the UK, as they have changed their chocolate recipe and the Canadian/American factories now produce the superior chocolate.  Good luck unloading that inventory now.  I spotted a candy wrapper that made me laugh (below).  Squiiiidgy Goodness. Next we ducked into the Brick Street Bakery.  I picked up some croissants for my mom and I to have on Monday morning.  She had been planning on staying over the following Sunday night.  I exhibited magnificent self control by not eating both of them immediately after arriving home.

We walked for a while with nothing really catching our fancy.  Got some keys cut at the hardware store, which all ended up being busts.  None of the four worked.  What a scam.  Not knowing what lay even further we cut our walk in half and turned back towards Woodbine.   We made a stop at a cute cottagey type store called Seagull.  Did a quick browse around.  They had some nice wood type things.  You know, the things.  We had a cafe in mind to end at, but by the time we got there it was all full (6 window bar seats) and nowhere to play backgammon so we scooted off.  We crossed over Woodbine and carried on for a bit.  Just as we were about to quit I saw a place across the street, "What's Wonderland?" I said.  A cafe!!!  A cafe that was closed though.  The operator was sitting in the window working on his laptop but the cafe was closed.  Tease.  We settled on Dufflets, which although it's a chain they are an awesome chain.  I pounded an orange soda and Sim had a...latte probably.  And she picked up some sweet toffee that fit into her carb regiment.  I kind of regret not taking a bite and I'm quite partial to that kind of candy.  But I was all sweeted out at the moment.

That was it, back to the car and home to the pups.  Another neighbourhood under our belt.  And really something that's turning into a feeling of great accomplishment.  I've been to most neighbourhoods once or twice before.  But Toronto is starting to feel a bit more like home now.  Even if I don't live there.  I should really start doing this in Mississauga as well.

Neighbourhood #13 - The Junction

Once upon a time, when I used to update regularly....

Sim and I have been hard at work, fitting in as many neighbourhoods as possible before Pippa is born.  We have three more under our belt to review and one more coming up tomorrow afternoon.  On the 13th I drove downtown after work and grabbed some street parking and met up with Sim after an afternoon meeting.  Then we scooted across Lakeshore and up Parkside until we entered the magical realm of The Junction.  I've been several times before.  Sonia used to live out that way, and I went there with Adam once or twice.  Went to A Hole In the Wall with his roommate, and met for lunch at the Purple Onion the day my car got towed.  But I digress.

Our first stop was this cute design store called Mjölk.  The name was subtitled with "Nordic Designs & Japenese Handcrafts" and that pretty much describes it to a tee.  Super cute, clean geometric designs.  A few things that looked rather attractive but if I remember correctly was on the pricier side.  On we went to the Beet Cafe where I ordered a chicken wrap, and Sim ordered a "seasonal latte" which turned out to be a regular latte.  We sat and chatted for a while, and then kept it moving.  I think we both agreed the Cafe was definitely worth another visit next time either of us found ourselves in the hood.

I think the Junction is the next up and coming hipster central.  Even more than St Clair West.  Two of the stores we walked into their was a late 20s bearded guy sitting on a laptop 3/4 of the way through the store.  Stopping what he was doing to welcome us to the store, ask if we had been before, and let us know that everything in the store is made from reclaimed local wood, or was Canadian handcrafted wares.  And there were so many awesome gift type items.  Or even items I could see for myself, and for my brother too.  First was Forever Interiors.  Awesomely awesome handcrafted furniture.  We walked passed a delicious looking restaurant called Cut The Cheese.  It would appear all of the menu items are heavy on the cheese.  And even heavier on the deliciousness.  Not on our list of stops this time, but definitely on the list for next time.

We crossed to the North side of Dundas.  I noted to Sim that Keele and Dundas is one of my least favourite driving intersections in Toronto.  Woof it's a dousy, especially if you're turning East onto Dundas coming south on Keele.  I like to sneak down to Annette whenever possible to avoid that situation.  We stopped into a small Antique store that's going out of business, Mr. Antico.  Weird to think that it thrived as a business for so long and is being edged out for whatever reason.  On we went, to one of my new favourite stores, Pandemonium.  A used bookstore, used vinyl, and some other extra little cool gifts.  I picked up a book for my mom I was meant to get at the library for her the next day.  The cost of convenience.

At this point we were in search of a cafe so we could get some BG time in.  We crossed back to the South side and breezed passed Agora Cafe but it was closed.  Then we hit up the absolute coolest store in the neighbourhood Pekota. I actually think all items in that store were handcrafted with my brother in mind.  I might go back at some point to pick up some prezzies.  Having given up on finding another place for coffee Sim and I resigned to the original end point, Gourmeats.  The plan was to get a fine selection of high end beef cuts for Sim Spence and I to feast on.  We didn't find quite what we were looking for, but landed on a combination of hot sausages and sauerkraut.  Yum yum.  We stood in front of this plain store front as we decided how much time was left before our ticket ran out.  How much time, how much time do we have, hmmmm.  And then I looked down at the sandwich board next to us and we were outside a cafe!!  Full Stop!  We both grabbed a decaf and settled down for a match of BG.  Sim finished up one of the games by forfeiting, and when I refused her forfeit she rolled 66 and then 55 and won the game, figures.

I would say this was one of the more successful adventures.  One of the top few for me, for sure.  Two more to go to get caught up, but I'll make sure it happens.

Neighbourhood #12 - Riverside

Here we are, nearing the execution of a new neighbourhood and I have failed to fulfill my blogging obligations for the most recent one.  Yes, Sim and I have still been up to no good.  Lurking around Toronto, being faux tourists.  Snapping photos by famous street signs (Queen & De Grassi).  Generally getting up to no good.  Walking on the wrong side of the side walk, occasionally loitering.  The works.

I have to mention that this neighbourhood was reco'd by Sim, and it was actually quite thrilling for me.  We started the afternoon off w
ith a mad rush for me to find a mail box and a bank for my work deposit.  As soon as we exited the parking lot behind Dangerous Dan's we were confronted with both.  Et voila!

You'll have to forgive me (or not Sim, I'm really sorry), but my memories of this afternoon are slightly foggy.  We stopped into a wicked wares shop called Studio Pazo that had some cute dishes and the like.  We took a pass on a cool looking Chocolate shop called Ambiance Chocolat.  But if we were in the sweet mood it would have been worth a stop for sure.  We hit up this cool design interior store and perused some really fancy looking fabrics.

Then we snapped our De Grassi shots.  I tried using my new phone to get us in the same shot but it was a big time fail.  Then la pièce de résistance, Bonjour Brioche Bakery.  The reason for our visit to Riverside!  Unfortunately, the reason we went was to eat their most delicious croissants which Sim found rated online as the best in Toronto.  And then who goes ahead and can't feast with me??  I won't name names.  We set up shop and played some BG, but they closed at 4pm??  So we were booted out.  This guy came in and ordered a sit down soup at like 3:55.  "Sir, we close in 5 minutes."  "I know, I'll still take the soup, thank you."  Lol ok buddy.

The walk back to the car involved stepping into the Irish Design House, a teeny tiny gallery (framing store) called Dimensions Framing.  Where we met a very-cute-I-can't-remember-the-breed dog.  A store called Empire which I cannot ascertain from the photo what it is.  A little person's store with cute little people things.  A record shop with other little delightful stuffy stuffs up front, and a record section we ignored at the back.  And possible one or two others?? (ducks and hides in shame).

And then it was back to Sim's to cuddle with the pups and probably save the world with Spence.  A Friday well spent.

I'm Not As Think As You Drunk I Am

I haven't been in much of a mood for posting lately.  Perhaps it's a bad idea to let a certain elixir encourage me to return.  But I'm going to go ahead and not listen to the warning signs and proceed.

Ummmmmm.  Life is kind of stressy.  More stressy than I would like.  I've been talking a lot with Dean at work, which has been nice.  It's something that I've realized I was missing.  He's being really honest about what he's going through, which can be really sad.  But I hope that talking about it is helping him, at least a little.  He told me this story today about a time he and his wife went to Niagara and went all out.  Nice hotel room, few hundy in the pocket to play with.  And they kept hitting the jackpots on their dollar slots and walked away at the end of the night with a few thou in their pockets.  I've never gone into a casino allowing myself to play with more than $40.  Maybe I need to add that to my bucket list?

My mom came by for a visit earlier this week.  She came by after a trip to the dentist and we had dinner.  She offered to take us out but I kind of felt like staying in.  I did a slow roast pork in advance for us to feast on.  But I did it the dumb way and cooked it overnight.  I should have cooked it morning to night so we could have had it fresh.  Lesson learned.  It was still yummy.  We had pulled pork tortilla wraps with an veggie salad on the side.  I always cook better when she's around, and then she leaves and I'll have cereal for dinner the next night.  Her dentist mentioned a possible root canal she might need.  Yet he didn't see the need to take an x-ray to confirm.  Yeah, that sounds totally legit.

I don't really have much to say.  I'm wondering if this will be the year I treat myself to something awesome.  But I did just spend over $150 on some new shoes, so that might be it for the next few months.

Ta-taaaaa.

HNY 2015

I found a list of resolutions for lazy slobs online.

1. At some point in 2015, go get that thing you dropped under the bed.
2. Pick a new hobby, do it one, then forget about it forever.
3. Cook one non-terrible meal this year (I would hope so...)
4. Brush your teeth for a little longer than usual.  You can do this.
5. Go outside sometimes.
6. Take the stairs - maybe.
7. Sleep like nobody's watching.
8. Check your voicemail.
9. Go see a doctor about that thing you've been ignoring.  You know, that thing.
10. Change your sheets.
11. Get out of bed after your first alarm.  Just once.  Just to see what it's like.
12. Consider going for a job.  Really consider it.
13. Don't always eat nutella straight out of the jar.  Put it on toast sometimes.
14. Call your poor grandmother.
15. Hang up your clothes.  Just once in the whole year.  Life's not fair.
16. Wash your hair.  You're an embarrassment.
17. Think about how great it would be if you did things.
18. Imagine what it would be like to have your shit together for once in your life.
19. Give up and order pizza.

I think I should be able to manage at least 3 of these this year.  If you already count that I change my sheets regularly.

Naïve. Super

I did a bit of reading at my folks' place.  Actually I was pampered immensely through out the weekend and did not want to leave.  I needed that break, so badly.  More badly than I had even realized.

Part of a book I read today made me laugh out loud so I wanted to share.  I shared it with my mom too, but didn't get a great reception.  The back story is that the young protagonist is having a crisis of the soul.  He drops out of school and starts to house sit for his brother who has traveled to the USA.  He fills his days playing with a Brio Hammer & Peg game, and throwing a ball against the wall while he considers what it's all about.  In his brother's flat he finds a book about space and time and gets highly involved in the theories within.  He learns that gravity can affect time, and that time 1000 ft off the ground will be a fraction of a fraction of a millisecond shorter than on the ground.  He visits his brother and tries to discuss these theories with him but gets shot down.  When they finally make it to the top of the Empire State building, the following occurs.

*****
I find a phone and make sure my brother can't see me.  I'm dialing the number to the payphone on the ground floor now.  It's ringing.  When someone answers, I plan to ask whether he or she is aware that time passes a little faster up here with me than down there with them.

It rings and rings.  For a long time.  Nobody is answering.  It's bloody annoying.  I let it ring just a little longer.  Now there's a man picking up the receiver.

Hello? he says.
Hello, I'm calling from the top of the building, I say.
Yes? says the man.
Are you aware that time runs slightly faster at the top than it does at the bottom of this building? I ask.
No, says the man
Well, it does, I tell him.
All right, says the man.
Are you impressed? I ask.
Not really, he says.
But that means that time doesn't exist, I tell him.
Oh yeah? says the man.
So what do you think? I ask.
I couldn't care less, says the man, and hangs up the receiver.
Idiot.

For revenge I drop a coin into one of the binoculars and focus on the street below.  It's full of people and cars.  I see a man coming out of a bank.  He is trying to hail a taxi while at the same time glancing at his watch.

He looks like you and me.  Completely ordinary.  He probably has a wife and kids and a little house in the suburbs.  He is doing everything the best he can.  I follow him with my gaze, thinking; I can see you, but you can't see me.  We shall never meet, but there is something I want you to know.  My time is not the same as your time.  Our times are not the same.  And do you know what that means?  That means that time does not exist.  Do you want me to repeat that?  There is no time.  There is a life and a death.  There are people and animals.  Our thoughts exist.  And the world.  The universe, too.  But there is no time.  You might as well take it easy.  Do you feel better now?  I feel better.  This is going to work out.  Have a nice day.

 Naïve. Super - Erlund Loe
*****

So, back to normal life now.  Jackie is in town tmrw.  I'm like a dog that can barely hold its bladder I'm so excited.  I should get some sleep, so tomorrow I can do all the things.

Neighbourhood #11 - Little India

Alright, time to spice things up a little bit!  Finally a neighbourhood I've been really yearning to acquaint myself with.  I visited once a few years ago for a sari purchase and fitting.  I was telling Simona how the seamstress was a little handsy but my discomfort didn't seem to bother her in the least.  I haven't had the occasion to use that sari since but it was a pretty fun experience to wear one.

Not far from Sim's new hood, we found ourselves at the wrong Coxwell and Gerrard.  My instincts told me to turn left, if the TTC was turning left I should have known Gerrard was split.  We weaved our way through a ressie area and dipped south until we were back on Gerrard and grabbed a sweet parking spot, right outside what would end up to be our last destination.

The sun was already starting to set (my bad on being held up at work), but we headed West towards Greenwood and happened upon the MOST AMAZING CAFE.  We walked in, and it was unfortunately completely empty.  Fortunate for us, but unfortunate for all of the fools letting this gem escape them.  It's called The Social Gardener.  The ambiance was really chill, the playlist was a total hit, and the drinks were delish!  I got a hot apple cider with a nice big chunk of cinnamon in it, and Sim opted for the Maple Latte which they offered in decaf, and we split a peppermint nanaimo bar.  My all time favourite dessert bar with a wonderful twist.  We had our traditional set of BG which Sim annihilated me on and then we had to wrap it up and go, as the night was growing nearer.

We headed back East and came across a restaurant I had been snooping online called Bombay Chowpatty.  They had some really solid reviews.  When we went in they didn't have the Veggie Pakora made up and the guy said if we gave him 30 minutes he could have some ready.  I detected a sense of reluctance in his voice, but we were set on eating there and we were set on Pakora, so we placed our order and headed out.

Next stop was a sari store.  We just kind of cruised around looking at their offerings, with a sales woman tailing us, even as far as cornering us at one point with no escape routes.  There was no one else in the store, I could tell she wanted the sale, but there was no sale to be had.  We did our perusing and carried on.  Next up was a really cool looking coffee shop that was just closing as we entered.  "Hmmm, that's odd that the door sign says closed" I thought as we entered anyways.  Whoooops.  That was short lived, but definitely worth a revisit.

Then there was a small art gallery we did a walk around in.  Some interesting stuff.  I did quite enjoy a photo from a fruit market in Bali.  And after that was a quick walk around a cutsie cute kitchen and cute stuff shop.  Sim found the new scent for her home.  A little bit of a fresh outdoorsy meets indie Toronto wares shop kind of a scent.

I'm kind of breezing over the other stores for two reasons.  First, it was a bit of a short visit, and a bit of a small neighbourhood.  But also because next was the best part of the evening, the dinner.  We headed back to Bombay Chowpatty and the guy seemed somewhat shocked we were back.  We concluded he hadn't really started making any pakora, but he did start when we got there and let me tell you, between that and the Samosa Chaat, it was welllll worth the wait.  The veggie pakora was good but the samosa chaat was sooooo good.  And the guy was super nice.  He even suggested some other dishes we might try if we came back.  We paid up and got back into the car, and Sim had the great idea of calling back to Spence to see if he wanted some Indian food.  So it was back into BC to put in another order of the chaat.  We waited just a short while, and as Sim was clearing it up the guy told us he also made us an order of Masala fries for free.  They were super tasty when I dug around the cilantro.  Pttttttth, gross.  Also, yaaay free stuff.

Back to Sim and Spence's new awesome home for some chill time with the dogs and a few rounds of Pandemic.  Mins took a nap with Jasmine and it was totally adorable.  SO CUTE.  By the time all that was done I was just poopered.  I was running on low after a night of tossing and turning.  Getting up at 5:30 this week has been killing me, but I've become surprisingly good at not snoozing my alarm.  Or I should say only snoozing once or twice (5-10 mins).  It just becomes the most brutal when you don't get to sleep until 1 or 2am.  Dean is back in the office next week.  I want to say what a relief but none of us know what to expect.  I guess we'll find out.

Alvida for now.

Text of the Day

This text of the day is brought to you by Goat Milk, and the letter Z.

Julie: I'm excited to be at full mason jar capacity.  It may sound stupid but the 3 I left at your place set me back.
Sim: "Full Mason: Jar Capacity" sounds like a band name and title.
Julie: It's settled, we must start a band.
Sim: Yes! I call tin whistle.
Julie: I call backup kazoo.
Sim: That leaves Spence to sing.
Julie: What a terrible backing band he's found himself stuck with.
Sim: He says he'll play harmonica and we'll be instrumental.
Julie: Jar Capacity is going to change the way people think about tin whistle kazoo harmonica music.
Sim:  Revolutionary!  But what else can you expect with a name like that?

I just realized it sounds a lot like Full Metal Jacket.  But I seem to be reminded of FMJ a lot lately.  Maybe it's time for a rewatch?  This is my mason jar.  There are many like it but this one is mine.

In Memory Of

Dean's wife lost her battle with cancer Friday Nov 28.  She was just 39, which is way too young.  She fought for two long months in palliative care.  Her body fought even after she was ready for the end, that's how much of a fighter she was.  She was up against the most aggressive strain of pancreatic cancer.  A brutal killer cancer, that she lasted a full year fighting against.  But it was time for her not be in pain.  Although he's had months to grieve, the real sadness really only begins for Dean now.  He's got two girls that are going to grow up without their mother.  Our office closed on Wednesday and we all drove up to Orangeville for the memorial service.  They had a slide show of her life, from elementary school all the way through their early years, the marriage, and the family trips.  I felt like I got to know her a little bit.  She used to call into the office all the time, and if Dean didn't pick up in two rings I'd grab it and page him in the back.  It wasn't much, but combined with all of Dean's stories I felt like I knew her at least a little bit.

I was worried that I wouldn't be able to contain myself.  I usually have uncontrollable crying fits at funerals.  Fits that end in hyperventilating.  There were a lot of tears, but I kept it civilized.  I almost couldn't talk when I went up to talk to Dean.  What do you even say.  You're not so much sorry for his loss as you're so enraged with life that you just want to take a giant shit on it.  But you can't say that.

And now just last week Jeff's dad was diagnosed.  It's becoming an epidemic.  We need to reevaluate our life decisions because it would appear something is happening.  It might just be me and Ross at work for the next while.  It's becoming rather stressful.

Last little piece of news.  I'm starting another 10 days of fruits and veg tomorrow.  I kind of didn't keep up any of the good habits after the last cycle ended.  I kind of went a little bit overboard trying to eat up food from my fridge and freezer that were bugging me.  I still have a ton of meat that needs consumption.  About half of the meals didn't really please my palate so I'll be switching things up a bit.  On top of cutting out the cucs, raw carrot soup is out, and squash apple soup.  Which sounds really yummy but wasn't quite so much.  I also want to try a few of the recipes from the book that didn't make it into my rotation.  I gained a bit of that weight back, so time to get it off again!  Come on now.

What Would You Do?

Disclaimer: This did not happen to me, I happened upon it.

You've just had a heavy night of drinking.  You're at Union Stn.  You're in the bathroom and your friend is puking and is incoherently drunk.  The last train of the night leaves in 10 minutes but your friend refuses to go with you on your train.  She seems to believe she can puke it out and find her way home.  In 10 minutes you will be stranded in Toronto for the night.  What do you do??

Eventually she convinced the girl to join her, and they both made it on the last Lakeshore Westbound train.  Obviously you can't leave a girlfriend on the floor of the Union station bathroom three sheets to the wind, but what a dilemma.

And actually, it seems there's a 1:30am and 2:30am westbound bus now.  But last train seemed more dramatic to the question.

Also, round trip to Union now costs $12.  That is ABSURD.  Ridership is up, and the price has doubled.  Where is that money going.  It's not like they train I was on wasn't the same train I took back in 1998.  And infrastructure projects
are supported provincially anyways.  How in the hell is it cheaper to drive myself than to take public transit.  Oh, that pissed me off.

Reboot Review

Day 10 was yesterday and I officially completed my reboot with juice.  I lost a total of about 6 pounds, but who knows if that will stick or not.  I'm hoping it sticks and continues on.

I learned some new recipes that excite me for the future.  I tried some new vegetables that had yet to make it onto my plate before.  And they shall return, with great fervour.  Perhaps, urban fervour?  I think if I can keep up the shopping I'll keep up as much juicing as I can.  In reality I was drinking at most three juices a day.  I preferred to start the day with a smoothie, which requires far less physical fruit & veg than a juice.  So that's two juices and a smoothie, per day.  And a few soups and salads thrown in the mix.  Shouldn't be too hard?  And I'll be eating far healthier than before.  Including a lot of days that I wouldn't eat anything until I got home after work.  Mostly out of laziness.

I helped myself to a large serving of pasta tonight and spent the last 2 hrs running in and out of the bathroom.  I hope I haven't ruined my digestive system.  Oh boys.

And that's all I have to say about that.

Day Six

Dear Journal.

It has been six days since my my lips touched the sweet delicious temptation known as carbs.  I feel like Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now.......the horror.......the horror.  Four more days to go.  And then I feast.  And then maybe juice again?  I do feel good that my fridge looks like this:

I don't feel good about the number of plastic bags, or the vast amount of pulp I'm creating without a way to compost.  Two problems I will have to address in the near future.

No more weight progress, but I have hope.

Julie out.