Monday 29 April 2013

Pet Peeve of the Day

Whatever happened to mother's teaching their kids to say PLEASE and THANK YOU?

My parents always emphasized to express my appreciation to everyone. I was invited to your birthday party? Thanks for inviting me. I hosted a birthday party? Thank you for coming.

A snooty person gives me terrible service? Thank you, have a nice day!

Some of my thankless friends ask me why I thank anyone when they've been rude to me. Well, for several reasons.

1. I think it's better to fight rudeness with kindness.
2. I set a good example to those around me.
3. Someone's bad attitude isn't going to affect me, or how I want to present myself.

Someone bumps me in the street? Maybe it's just my Canadian side but I'll say Sorry. I hold doors open for people. I was raised to do that. I line up at bus stops and everywhere else.

I'm sad to see this is becoming a rarity. I'm hoping that my generation grows so indignant at where things are headed that we all scold our children into behaving like good citizens.

Thank you. 

Saturday 27 April 2013

Pet Peeve of the Day

Being reminded that I'm growing older.

I tutor high school aged kids. And they didn't realize the Titanic was actually ship and actually sunk. They thought it was just a movie.

Now that Jurassic Park 3D is coming out, they thought it was a brand new release and said it was crappy for the CGI. Well, no shit. It came out in 1993. You weren't even born, youngin.

More than anything I realize this will happen more and more. Media is so oversaturated, that it's impossible to tell what's what.

But seriously though. The Titanic did happen. It did sink. Leonardo Dicaprio wasn't on the ship.

Friday 26 April 2013

Poetry of the Day

We're burned and melanoma'd by the same sun that grows our crops and fuels our cities.

Wednesday 24 April 2013

My Relationship with Tom Cruise

It's a love-hate thing. More recently, it's been a hate thing.

I should specify and say since Vanilla Sky, it has been a hate thing. He was fantastic in Vanilla Sky. Believable. Riveting.

In Mission Impossible at least he was depicted as the good looking spy. I believed it. He was good looking.

But Knight and Day? The Last Samurai? I don't know about his choices. I get it, he wants to be a fighter. So fight. But know that your days are numbered.

I am going to see Oblivion tonight. I'll admit that I didn't really want to, mainly because I seem to have grown this cancerous resentment towards Tom Cruise.

But I'll give him this chance. And Ill probably see Mission Impossible 5, though I can't even believe he's doing that...

Monday 22 April 2013

My Ridiculous Cat

My cat transforms, every day.

She's alert and graceful throughout the mornings. She'll leap and bound with her tail swooshing through the air like an acrobat.

Come the afternoon? The sun perfectly shining on the top of our couch? Her metamorphosis into a blob is uncanny.

I can't imagine a single living soul who could look at this and not think this is cute. How people kill cats or dogs is beyond me. Even with her belly all splayed out, paws up, neck exposed, I can't do anything but give her a nice little belly rub.

This is love.

Sunday 21 April 2013

Game of Thrones Obsession

I wasn't late to the bandwagon. I hopped on, happily, when Game of Thrones first came out. Granted, I didn't start my full obsession until half way through the first season.

I'm one of those wait-and-see people, who wants to give everything a bit of a chance before saying it's terrible or great.

But I knew... from the first opening sequence. This is something that I could love.

Now, of course, it has spawned an entire universe of fandom. This is all fine and dandy with me, because frankly, fandom is adorable.


I am so looking forward to more.

Friday 19 April 2013

Review: Coola Sunscreen

I love SPF. SPF in my lotion. In my makeup. In lipbalms. In any form. I say 10 points for not getting skin cancer, another 10 points for getting a tan without freckles, and 10 points for general preparedness.

I got a small sample of the Coola Cucumber Matte Sunscreen in a Glymm box months and months ago. I liked it so much that I purchased the full sized version from the Glymm store shortly afterward. I liked that so much that I've been hooked. I love this Coola stuff.
But it ain't cheap. The tube I got retails for around $36. For a small 50ml of sunscreen? Ridiculous. But I'll say this is the only sunscreen I've ever tried that actually stays matte on my face. Even after swimming, running around, being out in summery hot weather.

It is also not easy to find. I've found it once on Hautelook, once online at Chapters, and that's it. Specialty beauty stores carry it, but I find their stock inconsistent and unpredictable. That's why I buy 2 tubes at a time, just in case. Buying any more than 2 tubes means risking the product going bad. I usually don't believe that product goes bad, but for SPF I think there definitely is an expiry date. 

I don't care about the scent much. I could do without it. I find any scent for face products end up fading after a few minutes anyway, so why bother scenting anything. However, the matte effects stays.
Sometimes I'll put this on under my moisturizer on nights I'm going out to concerts. I don't get shiny at all, even if I'm sweaty. I look COOL.

Hence, I suppose, the name. Fantastic stuff!

Thursday 18 April 2013

Pet Peeve of the Day

Children chanting.

Or singing. Or reciting anything in unison.

Am I the only one? In songs where they use children as backup harmony I get chills. The bad type of chills where I feel like my soul is being sucked from my body. In movies children freak me out too. They're usually the possessed ones.


Yes, their voices are beautiful. Almost too perfect. They seem too clean, too precise, too angelic. Almost like demonic angels are coming for my eyeballs.

Wednesday 17 April 2013

Lyrics of the Day

All the other girls here are stars - you are the northern lights.
They try to shine in through your curtains - you're too close and too bright.
They try and they try but everything that they do is the ghost of a trace of a pale imitation of you...

I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen

This party was made with the night air and the chance that a smile will wind its way from your face to one of the boys in your line.
You act like you're hip to their tricks and you're strong but a virgin Wurlitzer heart never once had a song...
I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen

And I'll have you back by break of day
I'm going your way anyway.
And if you'd like to come along, I'll be yours for a song

I know you are waiting and I know that it is not for me.
But I'm here and I'm ready and I've saved you the passenger seat.
I won't be your last dance just your last goodnight.
Every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied.
I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen

So crawl up your trellis and quietly back into your room, and I'll coast down the length of your drive by the light of the moon.
And the next time I see you - a new kind of hello
Both our hearts have a secret only both of us know...

'Bout the night that I drove you back home Kathleen

Josh Ritter: Kathleen

Tuesday 16 April 2013

Monday 15 April 2013

Poetry of the Day

We eat when we're happy. Celebrate a dinner with wine and appies.
We eat when we're sad. Tub of ice cream in front of the TV.
We eat when we're bored. Sit in the sandwich shop checking out people.
The rest of the world goes hungry.

Saturday 13 April 2013

Thought of the Day

I can bullshit better than most people can bullshit.

This may be a great thing. More likely it's manipulative and shows weakness of character. But when it comes to sucking up (which I'm learning the real-world is ALL about), bullshit is key.