Saturday, July 04, 2015

NKOTB July 2015 in Buffalo - The Main Event

I just felt it was really important to share these. 
K thanks. Bye! 

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Hoops For A Day, Shoot For Awareness 2013

Video made by my Corina of my brother's 24 hour basketball fundraiser for Autism Ontario, starring my children, my siblings, my nieces and nephews, and me. Yeah!

Thursday, July 18, 2013

Oh, Hi Donnie!

I don't really blog these days. Thanks, Facebook. You murdered blogging. I did think it was important to drop by and mention this though:

My heart. It does burst.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Haircut Fundraiser For Canadian Cancer Society

Corina is donating her beautiful hair to Canadian Cancer Society, and you can help by sponsoring her.
Click here to go to her donation page!!
Thanks, dudes. Please share this all over the place.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

24 Hours of Basketball for Autism Ontario...again!

My brother Nick is running his 24 hour basketball game again this summer in support of Autism Ontario. Please watch this very short video starring my brother and my son, which was made by my talented cousin. Cool boys all around. If you could, please oh please, just click the link there and sponsor me as I play basketball for 24 hours straight. I COULD DIE! But you could help kids with autism, so it's worth it. And I thank you.

Monday, April 30, 2012

Friday, August 26, 2011

Hoops for a Day - Basketball Fundraiser for Autism Ontario

The kids and I spent many, many hours playing basketball the other day. My brother Nick organized the event Hoops For a Day Hope For a Cure, which was a 24 hour basketball game to raise money for Autism Ontario. Our very talented cousin Braedan put together this sweet movie to show how much fun we had. Hopefully next year we'll have even more participants and raise even more money! (The video doesn't seem to embed correctly, so you may want to watch it on Youtube.)

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Baby Bjork

Only the best thing you will see EVER.

This is Corina at age 3, singing It's Oh So Quiet. If you're so pressed for time that you don't have the full 4 minutes, do yourself a favour and at least watch from 2:38 to 3:05. They say laughter is the best medicine, but they're wrong. Toddlers singing Bjork songs is the best medicine.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

My Grandpa's Face

As I age, I see my Grandpa's face more and more in my own. His strong jaw and turned-down mouth that looked grumpy even when he wasn't, the angles in his face - somehow I got all of that. One of my favourite people on earth passed down his face to me. I might not be dainty or ultra-feminine, but I look like Grandpa. I'm very happy with that.

Friday, September 17, 2010

A Brief Guide to Life

My project:

less TV, more reading
less shopping, more outdoors
less clutter, more space
less rush, more slowness
less consuming, more creating
less junk, more real food
less busywork, more impact
less driving, more walking
less noise, more solitude
less focus on the future, more on the present
less work, more play
less worry, more smiles

I can do this.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

My antiques, and a love story.

Slowly my house is filling with antiques, and I am so happy about it! We now have my grandparent's dining room table, my mom's dresser from when she was little, some sweet teak Brady Bunch pieces in the living room, and my grandparent's living room mirror, among other things. Sure some of our "antiques" may only be 40 years old or so, but everything's relative, so shut up.

My mom gave us her Blue Willow china, which I totally am in love with. Today we toured Eldon House (London's oldest house, now a museum containing nearly 90% original furnishings) and saw our very own Blue Willow china prominently displayed in the dining room and kitchen. The tour guide told us the story of the picture, which seems like something I should have known.

Blue Willow china was introduced in the late 1700s and illustrates a love story! (Gag.)

The Willow Legend

There was once a Mandarin who had a beautiful daughter, Koong-se. He employed a secretary, Chang who, while he was attending to his master's accounts, fell in love with Koong-se, much to the anger of the Mandarin, who regarded the secretary as unworthy of his daughter.

The secretary was banished and a fence constructed around the gardens of the Mandarin's estate so that Chang could not see his daughter and Koong-se could only walk in the gardens and to the water's edge.

One day a shell fitted with sails containing a poem, and a bead which Koong-se had given to Chang, floated to the water's edge. Koong-se knew that her lover was not far away.

She was soon dismayed to learn that she had been betrothed to Ta-jin, a noble warrior Duke. She was full of despair when it was announced that her future husband, the noble Duke, was arriving, bearing a gift of jewels to celebrate his betrothal.

However, after the banquet, borrowing the robes of a servant, Chang passed through the guests unseen and came to Koong-se's room. They embraced and vowed to run away together. The Mandarin, the Duke, the guests, and all the servants had drunk so much wine that the couple almost got away without detection, but Koong-se's father saw her at the last minute and gave chase across the bridge.

The couple escaped and stayed with the maid that Koong-se's father had dismissed for conspiring with the lovers. Koong-se had given the casket of jewels to Chang and the Mandarin, who was also a magistrate, swore that he would use the jewels as a pretext to execute Chang when he caught him.

One night the Mandarin's spies reported that a man was hiding in a house by the river and the Mandarin's guards raided the house. But Chang had jumped into the ragging torrent and Koong-se thought that he had drowned.

Some days later the guards returned to search the house again. While Koong-se's maid talked to them, Chang came by boat to the window and took Koong-se away to safety.

They settled on a distant island, and over the years Chang became famous for his writings. This was to prove his undoing. The Mandarin heard about him and sent guards to destroy him. Chang was put to the sword and Koong-se set fire to the house while she was still inside.

Thus they both perished and the gods, touched by their love, immortalised them as two doves, eternally flying together in the sky.
(From )

And that's what I eat my Cheerios out of! I love knowing the story. One day, when I win that damn Lotto Max, I'm going to live in a beautiful estate full of antiques and I will bore everyone with the story of every last piece in my house.


Friday, July 16, 2010

My New Life!

So many things, and mostly everyone already knows it all! Shortest version is we sold almost everything we own and drove across the country to live in London again. That's where I grew up, and where my family is. Picture above: sister, me, brother, sister, sister. There are 3 more brothers, but they missed out on the photo shoot.

Car things: my car insurance tripled in Ontario. Hate. There are approximately 132 hoops through which to jump to get licensed, insured, and registered in Ontario. Today I was exchanging my Alberta license for an Ontario one. After more than 2 hours in line (!!) I handed over my license, my passport, and filled out the paperwork. Then I signed the paperwork.

"Sorry...your signature is wrong. It doesn't match the one on your passport because it's too loopy. You have to do it again."

I did it again. It was still wrong. I wish I was exaggerating, but she made me do my signature at least 20 times.

Me: But I'm the one doing my's obviously right!
Her: But maybe it's not you. Maybe you're forging.
Me: But you have two pieces of government photo ID! What's harder, forging a signature, or forging a face?
Her: But the pictures are in black and white.
Me: ...

Anyway, after the 20 or so attempts, I finally got my own signature right and she believed it was me. Because, you know, when someone takes that long to get their signature right, it's clearly them.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Lost Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich

I can't find where this was originally posted. I didn't write it, but I should have because I could have.

How to Make a Sandwich on the Island

1. Gather ingredients
2. Point gun at ingredients and shout “HOW DO I MAKE A SANDWICH OUT OF YOU?!?!?”
3. Breathe heavily through your nose as though you were about to hit ingredients
4. Give up and make the sandwich yourself, and eat it bitterly

1. Make separate sandwiches, one with peanut butter and one with jelly
2. Take a bite of the peanut butter sandwich, declaring it the best
3. Take a bite of the jelly sandwich, declaring it the best
4. Repeat steps 2 and 3 ad infinitum
5. Follow peanut butter or jelly sandwich into grave danger

1. Throw the jar of jelly at wall, sneering “I don’t need no sandwich”
2. Call the mascot on the jar of peanut butter lots of clever nicknames
3. Huff and puff and stomp around and grumble a lot
4. When no one’s looking, make perfect, even, symmetrical peanut butter and jelly sandwich and sit in a corner, enjoying every bite

1. Sit idly by, believing that the ingredients will find a way to make a sandwich out of themselves
2. Lose faith and make the sandwich anyway
3. Realize that you were the instrument by which the ingredients chose to make a sandwich after all
4. Run around the room and grab everyone’s knives, insisting that their sandwiches will do the same in time

1. Make sandwich
2. Eat sandwich
3. Repeat steps 1 and 2 ad infinitum

1. Procure 23 milligrams of uranium-20
2. Set hadron supercollider to eight megajoules
3. Program a sandwich-making macro using Cobol or Visual Basic
4. Act all tough-like

1. Eat sandwich
2. Call the sandwich “brother”
3. Place peanut butter slice over jelly slice
4. Spread jelly on the other slice
5. Spread peanut butter on one slice
6. Take two slices of bread, a jar of peanut butter and a jar of jelly

1. Steal someone else’s sandwich
2. Claim you coerced them into making the sandwich for you all along
3. Say you’ll tell them everything if they make you another sandwich
4. Stare at them all creepy-like

1. Lay out plans for one of the most intricate, fascinating, and delicious sandwiches of all time
2. Just as you start making it, get shot

1. Apply peanut butter
2. Disappear for eight months
3. Apply jelly
4. Disappear for eight months
5. Eat sandwich

1. Mmmmmmm, peanut butter

Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse
1. Make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich
2. Have someone take a bite, then tell them it’s a baloney sandwich
3. Make up a whole bunch of other shit, then say you had planned it all along
4. Buy a few yachts

What are we at now...23 days until Lost is back? Yay!