More Olympic Pictures, More Olympic Pictures!!!

Saturday, while Chad was at work (whata good boy) I headed downtown with the Famiglia.

PHOTO EXPLOSION

Cristina and I got ID’d at Germany House. It was 11am, pretty sure I’m not about to get wasted!

Ma, Pa, and Cristina

Cooking up some German Meat.

A Brat for Breakfast. I even got sauerkraut. I have never been a fan of it, but I figured, if I was going to be German for an hour I was going to be FULLY German.

Inside the actual house. Already packed watching the days events.

German signed car.

Walking towards the torch.

March forward.

The flame from far away.

Probably a little creepy that I took a picture of someones kid, but it was too cute not to. He made his own torch. Omg, *sniff* adorable.

Thar she blows.

Speaking of blowing, you would not believe how many Russians were downtown on Saturday. There were tons of young Navy guys as well. It was nuts.

Everyone’s in Red. Do we look related!?

The view of the torch from downtown.

Shangra La

CTV

My buddies.

A floral VAG.

The Rossis

Melbourne and Cortina d’Ampezzo, where both sides of my family live!

MUKMUK <3

QUATCHI <3

Oh look! Another picture of the damn lanterns!

So apparently my Mother discovered that not only was there Casa Italia represented at the Olympics, but there was also Casa Calabria! Weird, yet interesting. Considering we will be travelling around Calabria in 7 months it only made sense to check it out.

Hand Made Glass Art

Damn Southerners!

Cheese and coffee and things.

Made it to Casa Italia, yet again. This time they were actually serving CHEESE! Hahah Mom and Dad got handfuls.

Cheese please.

Pappa Rossi

I could be a Skier.

I had this discussion with my Mom that Casa Italia would have been 10 times better if they decided to serve Pasta and Wine. Umm hello, talk about making a killing if you did that. At all our Italian events we serve a plate of pasta and wine for 8 bucks and we always sell out. People go nuts for that kind of thing and it is so cheap to do. I’m going to have to speak to the Casa Italia Organizing Committee. Clearly they were not very organized. Or they just like being snobs and only serving that kind of thing to the VIPs. Oh those Italians.

The Sea Wall in Yaletown.

Yes, this is why we live here.

Sunnies and a Toque.

After Eight. The biggest friggin Yacht I have ever seen!

Waiting in line for the Sea Bus, which, for some reason, we all thought was FREE.

GROUP SHOT.

SEA BUS

Checkin out the city

Love this building

Swiss House on Granville Island

Leaving the ‘Island’

Walking some where. Check out the Cherry Blossoms!

Yacht Club.

Sea Wall Fashion.

PIRATE SHIP

What a beautiful day!

Dreamy

Shadows

RCMP Boat

Us Italians

CANADA LINE SQUISH.

Our plan was to do many things, many things that all had very long line ups, so we just did a lot of walking around the city. All transit was packed so we had to squish.

By the time I got home I was so tired I actually thought I was going to die. I passed out for two hours and felt like crap for the rest of the evening.

That is what you get for never exercising!

Just another beautiful Olympic day in Vancouver!

We decided to head down to where all the action was on Saturday Morning. We lazed around in bed for a bit, watching Olympic coverage on TV before heading downtown. Then of course, we heard about all those Ass Hats causing damage to the Bay, which got me pretty upset because I’ve been overly sensitive about the Olympics lately.

We took the skytrain down and got off at Granville hoping to stop by at the Olympic Store at the Bay (despite the damage done) to pick up some merch, but they closed it all off so you couldn’t get to it through the inside of the Bay, which sucked big time, and the line (from the outside) to get in was way too long so we gave up.

24 hour glass repair was on site right away. There was a lot of ‘Go Canada Go’ chanting going on which was cool.

I’m a Lumberjack.

Everyone’s already taken photos of this stuff, but I haven’t so here it is.

Walking south along Granville, checking out all the art.

In classic Danielle mode, I originally wrote ‘Here come the Cheques!’.

I made Chad take a picture of my good Bang day. (Thank you Marlee!)

For lunch we stopped in at the Olympia Bar & Grill on Granville. It looks fairly new, but then again, I haven’t been down to Granville in a while. The place was totally empty when we looked inside, but the wait staff was so nice and inviting that we decided to stay. Chad was astonish at how cheap the beer was ($4.25 to be exact) that he fell in love with the place and wants to go back ASAP. We might hit it up tonight if your original plan fails. I had the Mediterranean Pizza and Chad had a Calzone. Both were really good. I liked the atmosphere of the bar, so I’m pretty sure we will be back. By the time we left, the place was pretty full. Chad joked that they should give us a discount because we ‘brought the people in’. I think they actually did.

After lunch we headed to Yaletown. By this point it was pretty cold and rainy so we stopped in a little boutique that had some Olympic Merch (including an umbrella) so we picked one up. The store was adorable, expensive, but amazing. I would love to go back there. They had such cute home decor stuff and baby stuff.

We pit stopped it in the Roundhouse in Yaletown before going next door to Casa Italia cause Chad had to pee. Ha. He said it was the nicest portable he had ever been in. It even had granite counter tops! TMI?

Casa Italia. I don’t know what an of these words are suppose to mean.

Represent!

A map of places to climb, I believe.

Italian Olympic Merch.

I’m sorry Italy, I love you and all, but what the hell were you thinking?

Each item of clothing ran $300 to $450. Um…are you kidding me!?

A lot of fake cheese.

The had this section of Italian art which was pretty neat. I loved this clock with the little bird waiting to pop out. There was even this set of dishes that when you stacked them the right way they made a globe. Pretty friggin neat if you ask me.

Checking out all the sporting footwear. I, of course, loved the ice pick/hiking boots because of the sharpe violent spikes on the end. Kind of maybe wanted to use them on the ‘Anarchists’.

Walked through Yaletown and found this little building. I don’t know what it was but there was a lot of people on computers. Maybe the Yahoo house?

I asked Chad to take a picture of me.

“No, Chad, can you move back and get the whole thing?”

“What the hell, you don’t even see what I am looking at”

“Yea well I would have had to move really far back”

…

I swear to God.

I’m pretty sure I was British in my previous life.

Back downtown on Robson where all the madness was.

He can never give me a normal face. What, do I disgust you that much!?

CTV insanity.

Chad and our new umbrella!

A couple of Moms commented on how cute it was. Chad wasn’t impressed.

Adorable!

We walked up Robson so I could check out a couple of stores, but I didn’t find anything worth buying, so I grabbed a Starbucks and we headed home.

Found this really cool art installation at the Burrard Skytrain Station. I think is was a project done by an Emily Carr student.

See, we can never get a normal face.

Shhhh, look, theres Chads security pass. Don’t tell anyone.

You can’t really tell, but I swear to you that he looks Asian on all his Accreditation tags.

Good times spent downtown. Once Chad gets home from work tonight we are going to go down to Granville Island and *try* to get into the Atlantic House. But I have a feeling thats going to be a huge fail, especially since we are not going to stand in line for 2 hours, so we will probably end up back at the Olympia Bar & Grill. Fine by me anyways!

So Friday night Chad had this great plan. He would stay up really late so that he could sleep all day Saturday in preparation for his night shift Saturday Night. The plan included going out to dinner in Surrey, with whomever wanted to join us, then head out to Dublins Crossing for drinks, where at some point the girls would leave to do girly things and the boys would go back to Ryans house to drink more, play games, and stay up all night.

And so, Ryan & Elise, Dario & Mike, Chad & I, along with Sarah Rose, all met up at Browns Social House in Walnut Grove for dinner. Turned out that my cousin Laura is now a waitress there, so we had a mini dinner family reunion.

Once dinner was over we headed out to Dublins Crossing, where Colin and Shazzi joined us.

We finally got the fancy cornor of the pub where Mike tried to close all the curtains around it and Dario played King for the evening.

Mike & Ryan have this on going joke with me, that all started when we went camping back in the Summer. Because I never had my flash on my camera I took hundreds of pictures with out their knowing, and subsequently, in every photo, they look totally spaced out. So now, they always make a point of commenting on me taking horrible photos of them when they aren’t paying attention. Above is a picture of Ryan trying to avoid such a photo, and Mike giving us an example of what he looked like in all those camping photos.

Boys.

Chad & Colin were shirt twins.

So here is the story. The boys ordered Jager Bombs for themselves, and the waitress brought them a tray with all the drinks. Mike was in charge of handing them all out, but while doing so he just happened to knock over a shot of Jager. So what did Dario do? Well, he poured the Jager right back into the shot glass! Not one drop was missed. Of course, Mike had to drink the dirty shot because he was the one who knocked it over.

Colin and Mike were harassing me via txt message, so I shot back with creepy thoughts.

Attempting to spin a felt.

Not getting caught staring into space.

Despite all the pictures of the boys, there WERE girls there.

Elise taking over the King Chair.

Captain Dario signing out.

At about 11:30 everyone hit the road. I went over to Elises house to sleep over since Saturday we had to go out shopping all day. We went back to her house and ended up watching ‘The Man in the Moon”, which is the first movie Reese Witherspoon ever did. It was pretty good, but somewhat depressing. SPOILER ALERT, it is not a happy ending. It also taught us a lesson. Appartenly pre marital sex in the 50s in the ‘Deep South’ leads to death by tractor.

Mental, Noted.

 

Went to Matt’s new apartment last week. It’s basically 5 minutes from my work, so I’m pretty sure I will be there lots in the near future.

The apartment is a minimalists dream. It is very, very ‘Matt’. I absolutely adore it. I want it.

Even though my apartment is crammed with colour and things I love the idea of everything being White.

These pictures are in no particular order.

Cement floors. Hello Love.

This was the fateful night of ‘Pants on the Ground’.

Just look at the Beauty.

I guess when you design for Aritzia you get all the cool Home Accessories.

Matt made me dinner. Chicken soup with Asian noodles, Bok Choy, Egg, Soy Sauce, and Hot Sauce. So incredibly yummy!

This is the infamous chair. I believe it cost thousands. Well, minus the discount.

All I can think about is how great of a party apartment this would be. I mean you can’t wear your shoes because against the cement they make so much noise, but it’s got such a great, open concept feel. I love love love it.

It also is a great place to do a photo shoot.

I’m definitely going to hang out there during the Olympics. Right near the Olympic Village, there is sure to be some action going on.

Driving home from Matts place, I saw the most amazing art display. Maybe it’s because its a cross, maybe its because after working 3 years in East Van I feel like it’s some what of a ’stomping ground’ for me, maybe it’s because it’s just frigging AWESOME! I love looking at it at night. Purely amazing.

I heart East Van.

 

Another year, another Trevisani Banquet!

I borrowed some of these pictures from Alicia, Dario, & Pat.

To see more of them click Here, & Here. Other photos are on Facebook.

Don’t we all look good!?

 

So it was Wednesday, on Wednesday, and what does Wednesday mean? It means its time to hang out with Claudia and Alicia. Because you know, we aren’t allowed to hang out any other day during the week.

We started off the evening with Alicia being highly racist. At least her tits look fabulous. Enjoy.

And we carried on the evening with Claudia wearing her sweater inside out. She did this all day.

We decided to go to Ikea because Claudia wanted to make some purchases and since she doesn’t have a car she needs someone to drive her. Plus the stuff she was looking at buying was heavy, and she is tiny. This is where we stepped in.

We decided to go to IKEA for dinner as well. Now I have eaten the hot dogs and the cinnamon buns, and I know they have a little restaurant upstairs but I’ve never been so I didn’t know what to expect. Alicia assured me it was a good idea.

Oh, I’m sorry, whats this? A bottle of Wine, Pasta, Garlic Bread, and Cake for $8. OMG!!! Greatest discovery of my LIFE!

Now, as an Italian, I am very particular about my pasta, but for 99 cents this stuff was damn good. The noodles were little al dente but the sauce was money.

We were in heaven. Everything was so cheap and looked so good.

Thank you Ikea, thank you.

Claudia was beyond giddy, and with the day we all had, a glass of wine was well deserved. I still can’t get over Ikea selling booze. Its that even legal???

I told Chad we are going to Ikea for our anniversary dinner next year. I want to go back right now.

I still can’t get over the food.

Oh hey guys, pose for me would you?

Table Dancing.

I don’t think Ikea is up to date on their fashions.

These two girls are trouble.

FACE

Mirror Delights

Is it just me or does my body look weird here? Like my stomach is sticking out or something?

Chad is insanely anal about the side of wine glasses we have. We bought 6 a long time ago from Ikea that are actually quite large. I enjoy drinking from them but he HATES them. He uses the medium size stemless glasses we have for dinner and the small stemless glasses for lunch. Anyways, gets annoyed when we have to serve wine in the GIANT glasses and wanted to buy a set of smaller ones (that we have no room for) so I was looking at the new ones Ikea carries, but they still weren’t right. Srsly. SO PICKY.

When my Dad lived on the farm they use to have a cowhide rug (naturally). It was so beautiful and I loved it. Who knows where it is now, but I so want one of my own. Ikea sells them for a friggin arm and a leg, but I guess we have no room for one. Maybe for the new house, just maybe, I will get Chad to buy me one. PLLLLEEEEEAAAASSSEEE.

Oh hey look. Chad.

The Epic Mission of Claudia Carrying the Carpet.

The thing is bigger then her.

Excellent shopping trip guys!

For 30 bucks I got…

• 2 rolls of Christmas Wrapping Paper
• 3 packs of Candle Sticks
• 2 Glass Bowls
• 1 pack of Napkins
• 1 pack of Bag Clips
• 1 Pant Hanger

Hahaha, such a great collection of random crap.

Woot Woot Halloween Post!!!

Not going to lie, our costumes weren’t the best this year. I mean, Chad and I DID look exactly like who we dressed up as, but no one knew who we were, and really that’s half the fun. Mental note for next year.

I always understood that Chad hated Halloween, so in my attempt to have him participate I told him to dress up as the easiest person I knew – Don Draper. Easiest costume plus Chad loves him, and kind of looks like him. Well, getting him to dress up in a suit was like pulling teeth. I learned that night, that he would rather go ALL out for Halloween as appose to doing it half assed, which is apparently how he felt about this year. Again, mental noted.

So we headed over to Adams new place for a Halloween Party where Alicia put my hosting abilities to shame with the amount of food and things she prepared. It was amazing!

Don Draper

Little Edie

Carmen Sandiego

Salad Fingers

Checking out the foodz.

Wheres Waldo?

So his name is Jeremy Fisher but I renamed him Leroy, you know, more stereotypical.

Hanging out as more people showed up.

Leroy is in your pocket!

This became somewhat of a theme for the evening.

Hahaha so creepy!

A few of Alicia’s photos below…

I love the side part.

Ok Danielle, a little too skanky here.

Girls Shot.

Alicia thinks I’m being a racist in this photo, but really I was just fixing my head scarf.

Hahahaha

Alicias got some more pictures up on her blog, some pictures of everyone elses costumes, I didn’t take that many.

Over all the night was fun. The girls all became obsessed with Palm Bay. Looks manly like beer, but tastes girly like a cooler. Marlee brought a million of them and we all stole one. Best drink ever!

Adams new place is above the Greek Restaurant on Commercial, so I guess the guys that own the Restaurant decided to provide us with a a fireworks show in their parking lot, which was pretty cool. The store front across the street was also taken over by a place that sells fireworks and those were going off every 5 minutes. We were just waiting for the place to blow up.

Chad told me I should probably skanky up my costume next year instead of looking like an old lady. Ha, thats what every girl does, and I’m clearly not a part of that scene.

I’ve already come up with the greatest idea for next year, I just don’t know how into it he will be.

Ceasare.