Saturday, July 30, 2005


So the anticipated night of Motley Crue (July 29th), has come and gone.
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So soon we remember the chaos that surrounds the Coliseum when a concert is on. Cars trying to find parking litter the streets while trying not to run over the concert goers and the Chinese that want to provide you with the parking.
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Standing in the line revealed the heat we were about to endure for the next 3 hours. Sweat and heat, Yuck. Got the pat down, cleared. But if you have gum be sure to put every last stick in yours and your friends' mouths, gum is now up there with drugs and booze and will be confiscated. As a concert goer of the 80's why the need to confiscate gum?
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Great show!
Great people watching!
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During the show a thought popped into my head. Here I am watching my favourite 80's rock band, in an environment full of people (some in costume), smoke, pyro-techniques, midgets and circus dancers (strippers?) and that the following morning I would be having breakfast on the beach with seniors enjoying pancakes.

Guess what Marlas....They played Ten Seconds to Love and Nanci says she still has the photos of our Grammy performance in our Grade 10 talent show. Dare I post a picture from that evening, we did come in 2nd place remember?

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Hail the King

I learned of a new blogger this week that shares her home with a Boston Terrier. When reading her blog I thought that maybe I don't blog enough about Baxter. Bad Mom, slap slap. So hear my pledge...Baxter will be blogged about very soon. Unleash the beast, I say.
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God knows I have enough sucky mommy stories about my goofy, funny looking dog, hence the picture above.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Traffic Accident Alert!

Lucky Lougheed Hwy. morning commuters got to get that breakfast they didn't have time for this morning.

An accident involving a Tim Horton's delivery van caused it to lose it's load, doughtnuts and muffins were strewn all over the road.

I ask you would the 5 second rule apply here?

Memory Scars

I have more than just memories of the Chris Isaak concert in Seattle. I have a blister from the sandals that I wore that night, that now has turned into a festering mess. This festering mess is now messing with me, I probably won't be able to wear my other fabulous gold sandals to another concert I am going to this weekend.

Will the festering blister scar?
Will I be able to look at it years from now and recall the fabulous time I had @ the Chris Isaak concert?

I have a bike accident scar on my right ankle. You would think that I was born in the 50's or something because for some reason my family didn't own a child's bike seat. Us Lees we are a creative bunch, why would we buy a bike seat when all you need is a pillow and duct tape. Vision me straddling the middle bar with a duct tape wrapped pillow between my legs. The words uttered by my mom are still mentioned to this day "Be careful Bob and Kris hold your legs out".

Up the alley. Across Smith Avenue. Just around the corner from the Morita's, our destination, WHAM, foot in the front wheel spokes, we go down. My mom says that even from blocks away she could hear me scream.

I wonder if I was a boy would my dad have transported me that way.


Monday, July 25, 2005

Ridiculous Reasoning

Since I am the person that refuses or cannot start my weekend morning outings without Starbucks, I am then the person paying the big bucks for mine and Todd's coffees and breakfast goodies. If I refuse to pay I have to endure Tim Horton's and like many Tim fans who can't understand the Starbucks way of life I cannot understand the obsession with Tim Horton's, Yuck.

Anyway back to the purpose of this post. Why or should I say how do people come up with the ridiculous reasons why they don't like something. Try this one on....Todd doesn't like any bakery goodie that has fruit in it that needs to be cut into smaller pieces in order for it to comply with a recipe. Huh?

I think he must come up with his reasons on the fly, because in all of our years together I had never heard this one. So here I am at Starucks trying to to choose a goodie from Starbucks on Sunday morning and the most generic breakfast treat in the display was a blackberry & peach scone. I thought it was a was a pretty safe generic choice, WRONG. The blackberries were fine but the peaches...they are a fruit that needs to be cut into pieces. If you knew Todd you would know that he has many reasons for his tastes and his sometimes odd behaviour.

I went over as many fruits on route to Harrison and the two items that blew his reasoning out of the water; The cranberry and The raisin. He hates them both.

P.S. What happens when you are too old to squat over the toilet? Do you have to carry around toilet seat covers with you? Just a thought while I was in the dirty Harrison Hot Springs public bathroom.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Just a Thought on Punishment

Do you think stone-throwers would throw rotten food at the guilty party that turned the frige off?

Monday, July 18, 2005

Groupie's Adventure in Seattle

So Ashley and I have returned with lots of fabulous memories. The concert was great, all that I expected and more.

Our mission to see and meet Chris and Silvertone started early Saturday morning and could have started on a bad note real dear Ashley forgot her passport but luckily we were still allowed to cross the border.

The entire trip down we traveled through rain and then the afternoon came and it brought the sun. It was like the sky just opened up for the show and we were two very happy girls. When we arrived in Seattle we went down to South Lake Union Park to see what the venue was like and to make a reservation at Bonefish, a restaurant across the street.
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All under the warm summer sun we saw an awesome concert, met some great people, had some drinks and danced and danced.
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After the show Chris had a Meet & Greet so I got on the bandwagon and joined the line that felt more like a corral. As I shuffled along through the line all I could think of was "What do I say to him when I get up there" & "I feel like a cow in a corral". "Move it along, Move it along. Once you get to meet Chris move off to the side please." Don't get me wrong some groups don't even take the time, so I am thankful.

Once I got my shirt signed & met Chris, I moved off to the side and caught site of Hershel and Kenney standing around chatting. Image hosted by
I thought I wasn't going to get the chance to meet them too, so I was happy to see them hanging around. Fresh off the rush of meeting Chris I walked up, introduced myself and got them to sign my shirt and chat a bit too. Image hosted by

An odd thing sticks out in my mind about this trip south of the border; all I bought was a skirt. Yes you heard right, just one item. I did buy a concert shirt but that doesn't count, Ashley on the other hand went over her weekend shopping budget. I must be slipping.

All that is left now is to wait for their show at the River Rock Casino in December.

P.S. Must add this tidbit of crappy reality. Just 2 days ago I was having a blast and now here I am back at work dealing with a bad behaving Whippet and Pom Cross that just peed on my foot.

Ashley @ Chris Isaak & Silvertone

No cameras were allowed, so we were resourceful & headed over to the Cingular Wireless booth.

Me @ Chris Isaak & Silvertone

Don't ask about the face, it was the frustration of text messaging.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

State of Euphoria

Thoughts of shopping this weekend are putting me into a state of euphoria.

When I cross the border early Saturday morning my quest will begin to enjoy all things Chris Isaak & Silvertone and to buy anything that seduces me.

I've been watching the Washington weather stations over the last week, with hopes that summer will finally get it's ass in gear. Chris Isaak's concert is outdoors at South Lake Union Park and my hope for sunshine is even stronger than finding that perfect purse or pair of shoes.

Chris Isaak + sunshine + accessories = a really fabulous weekend.

Communications Mgr

I want to send out my thanks to my sister. As my Communications Manager she ensures my spelling is correct and I don't come across as someone with a grade school education.
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Note: Marci isn't 4ft tall and as Communications Manager she has the right to omit this picture if it doesn't follow communication guidelines.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Sandbox or Chambers?

Late Tuesday evenings you can usually find me watching my city council meetings on local cable. It is my way of staying on top of White Rock's ongoings and a way to secretly live the life of a city councilor. 'City councilor Kris' has a nice ring to it doesn't it? Anyway, last night's chamber meeting ended with me saying out loud "These are the people we elected right?"

In order for this post to make sense I will have to tell you a little about what happened during a council meeting last year. Margaret Woods, a council member stabbed councilor Cliff Anabell's cheek with her pen. Margaret reported that she felt threatened; obviously she couldn't keep her emotions is check. Anyway, last night Margaret brought up a topic that needed to be discussed off camera because it was out of order. She then requested that an enforcement officer be present because she felt she would be in harms way. Cliff, the acting mayor, said he thought it wasn't necessary, Margaret then stated that she wanted it recorded in the meeting minutes that her request for protection was denied.

What the heck is going on in our councilor's chambers? Sometimes I think it is a sandbox full of a bunch of well paid children.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Strolling through Maple Beach

Maple Beach marketing at its best.
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Missed out on the mug stand, Darn.

Monday, July 11, 2005

Ticketmaster Reminder

Your event is happening next week!

Your Upcoming Event
Chris Isaak
Summer Nights At South Lake Union Park
845 Terry Avenue N
Seattle, WA 98109
Sat, Jul 16, 2005 8:00pm

So nice of Ticketmaster to remind me that Ashley & I are off to Seattle this weekend. As if I would forget, I have been looking forward to this concert for months.

Pimping British Columbia

Saturday passed with me attending a training seminar with BC Tourism, all in part with being a "Waterfront Greeter" a name that us Greeters are against by the way. (Waterfront Hosts seems to be the favourite) It wasn't the most informative way for me to spend a sunny day off, but hey we got free Subway.

We watched a movie BC Tourism uses to promote itself to other parts of the world. The movie started with the quote "Follow the path of the land and you will thirst for nothing." The beginning of the movie was spectacular footage of BC's wilderness and the animals that call it home. Whenever I see our wilderness it always causes a lump in my throat to form, I am in awe of what we have and in the same breath feel sadness because only 12% of our land is protected and it's creatures are losing their places as population grows.

Our provincal government is so quick to say "Look what we have, don't you just love it and what to experience it?" But what I don't understand is why they are so quick to destroy what makes us as a province special?


Did you know BC residents are British Columbia's best tourists?
27.5% of BC tourists are from BC

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Dried up?

I haven't posted in a while due to the fact that I can't get my thoughts to come out of my fingers. I know it has something to do with the fact that I do my posts while I am at work, when I get to work my brain somewhat shuts off and I can't focus or maybe it is that whatever is worth blogging at the time it happens doesn't seem all that important the next day at the computer. Maybe I need a voice recorder to carry around with me so when something pops into my head I can record it right then and there.

My boring blog depresses me. Really I don't suck this much or maybe I do.

Monday, July 04, 2005

What's Yours?

This may now be another blog addiction for me.
Some are funny.
Some are relatable.
Some are scary.

Busy Butts

Heard a saying on the weekend that is used to describe those that just can't sit still, they always have to be doing something.

"Butts busy making buttons."
"Busy button making butts."
Hmmm as I type I am thinking...saying that 10 times quickly would get any busy butt to settle down.

So next time you see someone that just can't sit still say to them "Just sit down and give your butt a break from making buttons."

Sayings like this make you snicker and think, who was smokin' what to come up with that one.