Is it creepy that this is the first picture I have of Chad and I the first time we met because it creeps me out??? Chad clearly hasn’t changed. This photo always reminds me of what it was like back when I first started blogging.

I think this is the first time I have ever remembered to acknowledge my Blogiversary. I’m usually a day short, or I forget all together.

It’s funny that every year I get mad at myself for forgetting about this oh so special day and for not writing anything important about it, and then this year comes along and I actully remember and I have nothing to say.

4 years ago today I got myself my first official blog. From there I met friends and interesting people, and I married a blogger and got free gifts. It is obvious that my life would in no way be close to the way it is now if it wasn’t for this blog. I wouldn’t be friends with half the people I know, I wouldn’t be married, I wouldn’t be cool. HA. I guess you could say I pretty much owe my life to my blog, but at the same time if I didn’t exist it wouldn’t exist so maybe it owes its life to me.

No matter what I have done in my life this blog has always been there with me. And although I’m sure if I didn’t work a job where I sit infront of a computer for 8 hours a day I might not have the opportunity to blog as much as I do, the fact is I do. Maybe the universe worked it out that way. The universe wants me to blog.

Every day this thing surprises me. It surprises me with how many people come out of the wood work and comment or send me emails or want to meet me in person.

I heart my blog.

Even when you are all gone, I’m pretty sure I will blog until the day I die.

4 years. I can’t believe its been that long!

I’m wearing my Lesbian Plaid shirt from Aritzia today. It’s quite cold out and in this office. I think the air conditioner is on, and that doesn’t make any sense.

Matt is taking me to the Swiss Chalet tonight. It is his favorite restaurant which is kind of surprising given all the amazing places we have eaten at. I’m clearly ignorant when it comes to the Swiss Chalet because I only think I’ve ever been there once before, and that was with Matt. I remember the menu being not what I excepted. Actually, I don’t really know what I was expecting. I just remember a lot of really fat people chowing down on chicken. I checked out the menu again this morning and realized its all based on chicken, rotisserie chicken. This should be interesting. I think the last time I was there and I looked at the menu I realized that everything they were serving was basically stuff your Mom would serve for Sunday Dinner in the middle of winter. Now, since my Mom did make this kind of food for Sunday Night Dinner I never felt the need to go to a restaurant to eat it. The good thing today is that it is rainy and cold outside and probably the perfect weather for the Swiss Chalet.

For the past two nights there has been nothing to do. Thats right, nothing to do. We make dinner, we eat it, we clean up, and then we have 3 hours of nothing but watching TV. I’m not going to lie, its kind of boring, which is kind of ironic because all the nights where I am so swamped with stuff to do all I wanted to do it pass out on the couch to the TV. Now I have that chance and it’s making me crazy.

My eyes hurt.

Nothing interesting is going on today.

We finally figured out what we are going to do for our First Anniversary. Yes it’s already sneaking up on us. We’ve decided to head up to Whistler for the Labour Day long weekend. Go up on the Friday afternoon and come home the Monday afternoon. We’ve been doing a lot of hotel research but I think we are finally settled on the Pan Pacific Whistler Mountainside. It looks amazing and the location is perfect so I am really excited. I even found out that the weekend we are going up is the last weekend for this special deal – $55 and you get a lift pass to the mountain for the whole day and then at 5pm they serve you a BBQ style dinner at the Round House halfway up the mountain. Sounds amazing! I absolutly love Whistler so I am really looking forward to being surrounded by Mountains for an entire weekend. I’m such a mountain girl.

I have eaten left overs from Sundays dinner for the past two days. I’ve finished everything except for the  meat.

See, nothing interesting.

Marlee is in surgery this morning. I’m waiting to here how it went.

I don’t think this weekend was what anyone expected it to be. It did have its good moments though.

It’s hard when your best friends are going through a rough patch. It’s hard for me not to get emotionally involved in it and want to fix it. As much as I try to not let it affect me, it does, because I love them.

I can not even count how many times I lost this weekend.

Saturday we went to Bosa to buy all the missing ingredients for our Fathers Day extravaganza. I will let you guess how much HALF of the ingredients cost. Nope, Nope, Nope. $100. This is because I am ridiculous and want to believe that I am actually the head chef at some fancy restaurant and feel the need to prepare way too much fabulous food then is really needed. I knew this going in but because it was the first time I was having my parents over I felt the need to blow their socks off. I might have achieved that, but in my head I didn’t. My head is a strange place.

That afternoon we cleaned. We cleaned all the stuff we still hadn’t cleaned from the camping trip. The clothes were washed. The kitchen was re arraigned. The picture Pat took was printed and hung in its rightful spot.

I then may or many not have had a slight emotion breakdown from thinking too much about all that was going on.

Marlee was gracious enough to come over and Fish Tail my hair even though she was unable to come out with us for dinner. I love Fish Tails.

The boys met us at the apartment and we took the train down to Memphis Blues where we met Ryan and Elise. We ‘pigged out’ on pork. It was fabulous. We barely had enough food to fill us all up on.

Once the meat sweats set in we awkwardly packed into Elise’s car and drove down to Toby’s for some drinks. Because we got to Memphis Blues early to beat the rush it was only 7 by the time we got to Toby’s. Yea, people usually don’t show up that early to start drinking. Luckily this allowed us to get a giant table right beside the pool table.

The boys chose different pitchers of beer and the girls mulled over how the Mojitos tasted like basil. Considering they were our first Mojitos we didn’t know what to expect.

There was pool playing and blackberry wikipedia searching, penny bouncing and hockey playing, jackass watching and paisley corduroy shirt envying.

Then ‘Don’t Stop Believing’ came on and we knew it was our key to leave. 5 hours in a bar, not bad. I’d go back again.

Sunday the weather played tricks on us. We got up early and started our day and began to prepare all the food we needed for that night. The marinade for the Pork Fillets was interesting. It was the first time we were trying this recipe. Chad was very worried about it. I guess its not smart to try out a new recipe on guests the first time they are invited over, especially on your main dish. Oh well, I had faith.

Francesca, Elise, & Ryan came over in the afternoon. The boys watched golf and the girls when and got manicures and pedicures. Now that I know Pure Nail Bar is across the street from me and their prices are very reasonable I am pretty sure I will be going there quite a bit. We got to sit in comfy white couches and watch episodes of Friends while we had our nails done. Best idea ever.

Back home I finished preparing everything for dinner. The parentals and brother came over and we ate.

Appetizer – Although Chad slightly burned the roasted garlic it still tasted amazing and I was pleased with it.

Main – So the marinade had a lot of crazy things in it, and there was a part of me that was actually disappointed with the taste, but after trying it again this morning I think with a little less orange zest and a little more charring on the BBQ and it would have been perfect. I am not so against trying this recipe again.

Salads – Well its hard to screw that up. They were both damn tasty.

Sides – The mushrooms didn’t turn out 100% as I was expecting but they were tasty and I know how to make them better the next time. The potatoes as well didn’t turn out 100% as I was expecting even though I’ve made them many times, but they were still very good.

Dessert – This blew Chad away, probably because he thought he had married Bobby Flay or something. It wasn’t so much about the contents as it was the presentation. I really should have taken a photo. Picture a large wooden tray with a bottle of chilled Grappa surrounded by shot glasses, a mound of perfectly frozen red grapes and pile of 4 different types of chocolate. The combination of the three was amazing. It made me look like I knew what I was doing.

Over all I guess it was a success even though I focused on the things that went wrong. I’m silly like that.

Now it’s Monday and we will see how the week plays out.

Pork Fest 09

I woke up this morning to 198 emails in my inbox all having to do with spam comments on my blog. I have already blocked countless IP addresses and marked even more as ‘SPAM’ yet they keep coming.

What is the point? Do people even fall for spam messages anymore? Am I really going to click on the ridiculous links you send me? Do I REALLY want to see Miley Cyrus  naked???

NO.

I blame all of this on Chad because once, long ago, he was a spammer, and now, Karma is getting HIM back by getting ME back.

 Oh the things I have had to suffer because of him.

Spammers need to GET A LIFE!