my furrowed brow makes my face hurt
my hurting face makes my head ache
my head aching makes my stomach turn

somethings wrong i just dont know what

i dont want to be social
i dont want to be hugged
i dont want to eat
i dont want to work

i feel like i am worried about something

i think im making myself sick

my brow aches

i cant stop furrowing

i was born furrowed

friday night was the annual scotch fest…it was an adventure and a half to get there cause we (chad) decided to take transit and this place isnt the easiest place to get by transit…so it was most difficult and involved me walking up hill and over bridges in my high heels…it was very painful…




i stole some of these pictures from patz by the way…

welcome to the scotch fest…


i got free beer cause im a girl and i can do that…



chad with his love – scotch – this was pretty much heaven for him and ryan…



on the watch for scotch cougars…

i was by far the youngest girl/person at the scotch fest…everyone looked to be in their 30s and older…i had my cougar bag with me cause i figured it would funny since i am clearly not a cougar and everyone else there is…


and now for the cigar tent…




none of the boys smoked any cigars…which was highly disappointing…but there were big white leather couches where “rich” men and scotch cougars attempted to hook up…and it gave us a change to sit down for a bit since we had been standing the whole time and my feet pretty much wanted to die…


chad didnt want his picture taken with the purse…


checkin’ out the ladies…


blasphemy…i spilled some of chads scotch…woops






hahahaha…there was this guy there wearing a flannel shirt, jean, cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat…and it didnt make any sense because he just did NOT fit in with the rest of the crowd…until we saw him at the jack daniels table…then it all came full circle…



i hate this picture of me…but as you can see its another ‘ciavarro beauty’


he’s always so sneaky…


COUGAR BAG!!!


overall the night was pretty good…we were going to go to the cambie all dressed up but it was raining and no one wanted to walk there in the rain so we all just headed home…while waiting for the cab to take us to the skytrain i got the brilliant idea that i just should have bloody well drivin to this event since i dont drink scotch and it would all have saved us great pain in getting there and getting home…

ah well…there is always next year…and every year after that…

viva la scotch…

i think he is point at me



i will only get them once every 12 years…they have to last a rose a year…

cute anniversary photos…aww

tonight is the scotch fest where i will be accompanying 3 men to a place filled with cougars and business men getting wasted on scotch and beer and trying to hook up with each other at the end of the night…

apparently my bosses husband is suppose to be going as well tonight…should be pretty funny if i run into him…ha…

the boys are excited and giddy so im sure it will be fun…im just exhausted beyond belief…but maybe some wine with dinner (ha we are having chicken nuggets and hash browns cause there is no time for a real dinner) and the traditional shot before we leave will awaken me…

the fashion storm has commenced so ive had to work late everyday this week…and its been hella stressful…i finally said tonight i was going home at 4 30 and thats final…ive been meaning to blog all week but this is the first chance/break ive gotten in order to do so…im sitting here scanning pictures because its friday afternoon and im not about to voluntarily stress myself out…

last night i went stir crazy on chad from all this stress and frustration…i dont think he knew what hit him…i was seriously mental…but then he got me back by fumigating me out of the room…pleasant really…

i dont know what i should do tomorrow…i dont think chad will want to finish tiling the kitchen…and i dont want to waste away in the basement sewing my coat…maybe i will just sleep…

my brain hurts…

i woke up this morning having no idea what day it was or what i was suppose to be doing…this weekend was so full of going here and there…always on the move that we barely got to rest for 3 minutes…breakfast in bed yesterday morning was all we could afford in the relaxation department…i have a few pictures from the weekend, but obviously had no time to up load them…

today is going to be a day where i spend hours stairing at the computer screen zoning out…

in my confusion this morning i didnt know what to wear so i grabbed my big black and blue stripped sweater that is meant to be worn when you are outside in -100 degree weather…and if you notice in the pictures above i have a huge window infront of my desk…and when its sunny this window acts as a greenhouse making us all sweat our asses off in a matter of minutes…

which means…

huge sweater + greenhouse window = danielle hot and cranky and hating the day

le sigh…

i am just so out of it today…thankfully the boss aint comin in till much later…

i need a raise…

theres the anniversary of when we first met, of when we first kissed, of when he met my parents, of when i met his parents…but there is no actually date in which to celebrate our one year anniversary…

if you ask him what our anniversary is he will simply say ‘Fall’…i guess thats not far from the truth but its also not very accurate…and tho technically we should probably celebrate this day in september…we have decided to just celebrate it today…because theres nothing like a random day to celebrate the fact that you are in love…

which brings us to today…the randomly selected date to take time out of our busy lives to celebrate the fact that we have been together for a year and a bit and we couldn’t be happier…

i never explained the dynamics of our relationship on here…i never mentioned it starting…or it continuing…i only began to slowly imply…tho people tell me they saw it even before i said anything about it…

he is the best man i have ever known…and yes has this online person which makes him seem like a total ass and the last person on earth i would want to be with…but after spending enough time with him in person you know thats not real…and the real him makes you want to spend every waking moment of every day with him…

he is cute and adorable…he surprises you…he is sauve…he is romantic and thoughtful…he is loving and caring and does things that just make you want to smother him in kisses…

i couldnt imagine my life without him now that he has become so much apart of it…i wouldnt be who i am today with out him…he is my favorite person in the entire world…we joke and giggle all day long…he lets me tickle him even though he hates it…

i am his babycakes…he is my boo boos

i love him more then anything