Winter has come to Vancouver, albeit a moderate version of winter compared to the great Albertan usual, but winter nevertheless. There is snow, and temperatures in the below-zero range, and everyone is talking about the weather.
It's pretty snowy in Seattle too, and apparently they have called in the National Guard to help them out. A situation which has led to a comic by The Oatmeal, that was true and funny: "Every time it snows in a big city, everyone is having the exact same conversation".
And, an icy fountain from my walk home from the grocery store tonight:
That is all. Good night.
Thursday, 19 January 2012
Sunday, 15 January 2012
A Winter Walk
What's up, internet? I got an iPhone!
I have been spending a lof of time alone lately, due to my current status of job-hunting-in-a-new-city. I really don't mind finding ways to spend my time, and have done a lot of fun and productive things this fall on top of looking for a job. BUT. Every once in a while I just get a little lonely when everyone is at work and I am on my own. I try to get out and do a little something every time I feel that way, so this week I took my new iPhone out for a little walk down on the sea wall in Vancouver. I chatted with my sister for a bit during the walk and made the pathetic but amusing observation that two of the friends (I am using the term loosely here) that I spend the most time with these days are 1) DJ Roomba, and 2) iPhone. They are fun toys to have around for extra amusement.
SO. Anyways. You may have heard of this excellent thing called Instagram, an app for your phone that makes all of your pictures look adorable. So I decided to take photos of my walk and live tweet them for my own entertainment. Apologies to Jen for the repeat as I am pretty sure she is the only one who probably followed the live tweeting of my walk. I know Kerry followed it later though, because I told her she had to go back and respond to all of my tweets.
And for my mom and anyone else who might not be on twitter or know a whole lot about it. Live tweeting is kind of stupid, but the general gist of it is that you tweet about something as you are doing it. If you don't know what tweeting is, then call me and we can chat. Basically, I was that person who was taking a beautiful walk on a beautiful day who was also engrossed in their phone like a moron instead of looking up at the pretty sky. But it was entertaining for me, and that was the major goal. So, SUCCESS.
I have been spending a lof of time alone lately, due to my current status of job-hunting-in-a-new-city. I really don't mind finding ways to spend my time, and have done a lot of fun and productive things this fall on top of looking for a job. BUT. Every once in a while I just get a little lonely when everyone is at work and I am on my own. I try to get out and do a little something every time I feel that way, so this week I took my new iPhone out for a little walk down on the sea wall in Vancouver. I chatted with my sister for a bit during the walk and made the pathetic but amusing observation that two of the friends (I am using the term loosely here) that I spend the most time with these days are 1) DJ Roomba, and 2) iPhone. They are fun toys to have around for extra amusement.
SO. Anyways. You may have heard of this excellent thing called Instagram, an app for your phone that makes all of your pictures look adorable. So I decided to take photos of my walk and live tweet them for my own entertainment. Apologies to Jen for the repeat as I am pretty sure she is the only one who probably followed the live tweeting of my walk. I know Kerry followed it later though, because I told her she had to go back and respond to all of my tweets.
And for my mom and anyone else who might not be on twitter or know a whole lot about it. Live tweeting is kind of stupid, but the general gist of it is that you tweet about something as you are doing it. If you don't know what tweeting is, then call me and we can chat. Basically, I was that person who was taking a beautiful walk on a beautiful day who was also engrossed in their phone like a moron instead of looking up at the pretty sky. But it was entertaining for me, and that was the major goal. So, SUCCESS.
Some seagulls near Creekside Community Centre by False Creek
A view of the hill on Granville Island near Emily Carr University of Art + Design.
Two street signs right along the water. How adorable are those street names? Only in Vancouver. Or any other coastal city I suppose.
Part of being an Edmontonian transplanted in Vancouver is feeling smug about Alberta winters. For some reason people here are constantly salting the sidewalks and roads and boardwalks even though there is no ice and hardly any snow. So weird. WHY ALL THE SALT?
The Granville Market. So cute. Come visit and we can go there and look at all the pretty food.
The hill by Emily Carr from the other side. I walked past all the very hip students there and felt old.
Some pretty white berries in the bushes.
A little fountain/canal I found in amongst the condos along the waterfront. A view of downtown across the water.
And that was my walk in Vancouver on a gorgeous January day. Brought to you by Instagram. You'll be seeing more of these photos from now on.
Monday, 5 December 2011
"Uhhh, I may have bought a home brewing kit"
I went home to Alberta last weekend and while I was gone, my sweet husband sent me a text saying "uhhh, I may have bought a home brewing kit yesterday". Far be it from me to squelch my scientist-husband's at-home science experiments. He has been fascinated by the prospect of brewing beer for a while now, so we are giving it a go, and plan to share the results, if they are drinkable. Who could deny this happy scientist face?
He got the home brew going with a couple of friends while I was still out of town, and then this weekend we tackled the job of moving it into the carboy. It was the very first thing we did on Saturday morning, so I was still waking up when we ran into problems getting the siphon going properly. It was a little early for troubleshooting, so it was somewhere around this point when I declared "THIS IS BORING", and walked out. I didn't mean to be so dramatic. It just came out. I came back in about 30 seconds later and we eventually figured it out.
I was grossed out by the sludge around the edges. It was even grosser when we got to the bottom of the bucket and found the layer of yeast. Just be glad I did not photograph it. I'll leave you with a closeup of the sludgy edge. Come visit and you can try our sludgily delicious concoction! We won't be drinking it all ourselves, that's for sure.
If you want details on the hows and whys and whats, ask Joel, not me. I'm just along for the ride. It's pretty cool though to see how this is done. If only I liked beer as much as I like candy corns.
He got the home brew going with a couple of friends while I was still out of town, and then this weekend we tackled the job of moving it into the carboy. It was the very first thing we did on Saturday morning, so I was still waking up when we ran into problems getting the siphon going properly. It was a little early for troubleshooting, so it was somewhere around this point when I declared "THIS IS BORING", and walked out. I didn't mean to be so dramatic. It just came out. I came back in about 30 seconds later and we eventually figured it out.
I was grossed out by the sludge around the edges. It was even grosser when we got to the bottom of the bucket and found the layer of yeast. Just be glad I did not photograph it. I'll leave you with a closeup of the sludgy edge. Come visit and you can try our sludgily delicious concoction! We won't be drinking it all ourselves, that's for sure.
If you want details on the hows and whys and whats, ask Joel, not me. I'm just along for the ride. It's pretty cool though to see how this is done. If only I liked beer as much as I like candy corns.
Monday, 7 November 2011
Link love from Poppytalk
I just found out I've been getting some link-love from a great design blog that I follow called Poppytalk. The blogger(s) behind Poppytalk are actually Vancouverites, I think, so I picked up following it again now that we live out here.
Their link to my blog is from a post on Poppytalk that is talking about making adorable Christmas scenes in your bell jars or cloches. It links back to my step-by-step instructions for making bell jars out of old clocks.
Click HERE to go the Poppytalk post, and click HERE to go to my old post from January 2010 on how to make them.
It was so cute that it inspired me to redecorate mine for Christmas this year. But for now I just took an updated photo of one of the bell jars as it appears in our home now.
Their link to my blog is from a post on Poppytalk that is talking about making adorable Christmas scenes in your bell jars or cloches. It links back to my step-by-step instructions for making bell jars out of old clocks.
Click HERE to go the Poppytalk post, and click HERE to go to my old post from January 2010 on how to make them.
It was so cute that it inspired me to redecorate mine for Christmas this year. But for now I just took an updated photo of one of the bell jars as it appears in our home now.
Friday, 4 November 2011
Tandem
Our friends Nathan and Natasha came for a visit two weekends ago and although we failed miserably at finding a brunch spot that would accept us without an hour-long wait, we had a touristy win when we decided - at Nathan's urgings - to head up to Stanley Park for a tandem bike ride.
Let's start with brunch though. We seriously need some tips for a good fallback brunch place in Vancouver. We've tried to go to places like Jethro's, which is cool and tiny with delicious food and refuses to take reservations (seems to be a Vancouver trend), only to be turned off by the 1-hour wait time. I can handle 45 minutes. But an hour? TOO MUCH! We ended up realizing it was lunchtime and going for burgers for brunch. As much as I like a good burger and milkshake as the first food of the day, I don't think I want to do that again.
Here is a photo of my brunch posse standing on the street. Nathan turned this into an awkward photo. No big surprise there.
Anyways, fueled by burgers, we rented tandem bikes for a pretty reasonable price and rode around the seawall that circles Stanley Park. It was pretty awesome riding on the back because it was totally inconsequential if I let go of the handlebars, so I could take photos the whole time.
Here are Tash and Joel looking crazy.
Tash snapping photos as Nathan steers.
A tandem NO HANDS photo. This really happened.
And a picture of Joel and I on the beach. I cropped his eyes out by accident. This happens sometimes when the tall folk and the short folk take a self portrait. I like his beardy face though.
Let's start with brunch though. We seriously need some tips for a good fallback brunch place in Vancouver. We've tried to go to places like Jethro's, which is cool and tiny with delicious food and refuses to take reservations (seems to be a Vancouver trend), only to be turned off by the 1-hour wait time. I can handle 45 minutes. But an hour? TOO MUCH! We ended up realizing it was lunchtime and going for burgers for brunch. As much as I like a good burger and milkshake as the first food of the day, I don't think I want to do that again.
Here is a photo of my brunch posse standing on the street. Nathan turned this into an awkward photo. No big surprise there.
Anyways, fueled by burgers, we rented tandem bikes for a pretty reasonable price and rode around the seawall that circles Stanley Park. It was pretty awesome riding on the back because it was totally inconsequential if I let go of the handlebars, so I could take photos the whole time.
Here are Tash and Joel looking crazy.
Tash snapping photos as Nathan steers.
A tandem NO HANDS photo. This really happened.
And a picture of Joel and I on the beach. I cropped his eyes out by accident. This happens sometimes when the tall folk and the short folk take a self portrait. I like his beardy face though.
Wednesday, 2 November 2011
Nook Makeover
We moved into a small place. Small space living is hyped as being all hip and urban, but at the same time it is just so darn SMALL. So we've had to be smart about how we are using our space. One of the ways we decided to do this was to use the little nook in the wall as a workspace and a home for some of our books and stereo.
Here is a photo of the nook shortly after move-in. SO BAD.
We sketched up some really simple plans, and talked about how to make it, and what materials to use. We landed on the idea of salvaged wood. That stumped us for a while since it can be less straightforward than it sounds to acquire useable salvaged wood. And then it hit me. My dad has a pile of old fence boards in the backyard. All old. All the same size. All free. All the time.
The next hitch was that I just can't pop over to my parents' house any time I want to get supplies for a new project. Lucky for me Joel was headed back to Edmonton the next week, so he drove back a stack of boards. First thing we did was clear out the nook to get it back to a clean slate.
Then, we sanded and stained the boards, since they were a dusty red colour that just wasn't going to work in our space. I did this on our balcony. We chose a black stain and polyurethane combined for a glossy and durable finish. It took a few coats.
This is me staining the trim that we planned to use in place of brackets. Partly because our wall-stud situation around here is sketchy. They are strangely spaced and very difficult to find. So we hoped this would be less noticeable if we had to do some weird rigging to get it to work.
We ended up having to saw all the boards and trim by hand, since we no longer live near anyone we can borrow power tools from (miss you, Dad and Scott!), and even if we could borrow them they are pretty loud to use on the balcony. I spent an entire afternoon sawing and sanding, and ended up with a weird limp arm thing going on that night. It felt almost detached from my body. Here is a picture of Joel sawing trim late into the night.
And then, once everything was really dry, it was time to put up the trim brackets.
And then to model our new tiny desk with a super weird expression.
Obviously, it wasn't anywhere near done until I decorated the heck out of it and Joel got his tech-savvy hands on the stereo. Every time I take a photo of something in our house to blog it, it makes me see new things I want to change, but here it is for now, with its super-functionality.
And a close up shot of the desk area, with the perpetual calendar that I made last week. I chalked a grid onto some black paper and framed it, then used a white eyeliner pencil to write in the days and month onto the glass. That way, at the end of each month you can just wipe the white pencil off the glass and update it to the next month.
And here is a shot of my computer set up on the computer stand, with this blog post up on my screen. Whoa.
So, that's about it. A tiny nook makeover that's made our lives a little more organized.
Here is a photo of the nook shortly after move-in. SO BAD.
We sketched up some really simple plans, and talked about how to make it, and what materials to use. We landed on the idea of salvaged wood. That stumped us for a while since it can be less straightforward than it sounds to acquire useable salvaged wood. And then it hit me. My dad has a pile of old fence boards in the backyard. All old. All the same size. All free. All the time.
The next hitch was that I just can't pop over to my parents' house any time I want to get supplies for a new project. Lucky for me Joel was headed back to Edmonton the next week, so he drove back a stack of boards. First thing we did was clear out the nook to get it back to a clean slate.
Then, we sanded and stained the boards, since they were a dusty red colour that just wasn't going to work in our space. I did this on our balcony. We chose a black stain and polyurethane combined for a glossy and durable finish. It took a few coats.
This is me staining the trim that we planned to use in place of brackets. Partly because our wall-stud situation around here is sketchy. They are strangely spaced and very difficult to find. So we hoped this would be less noticeable if we had to do some weird rigging to get it to work.
We ended up having to saw all the boards and trim by hand, since we no longer live near anyone we can borrow power tools from (miss you, Dad and Scott!), and even if we could borrow them they are pretty loud to use on the balcony. I spent an entire afternoon sawing and sanding, and ended up with a weird limp arm thing going on that night. It felt almost detached from my body. Here is a picture of Joel sawing trim late into the night.
And then, once everything was really dry, it was time to put up the trim brackets.
And then to model our new tiny desk with a super weird expression.
Obviously, it wasn't anywhere near done until I decorated the heck out of it and Joel got his tech-savvy hands on the stereo. Every time I take a photo of something in our house to blog it, it makes me see new things I want to change, but here it is for now, with its super-functionality.
And a close up shot of the desk area, with the perpetual calendar that I made last week. I chalked a grid onto some black paper and framed it, then used a white eyeliner pencil to write in the days and month onto the glass. That way, at the end of each month you can just wipe the white pencil off the glass and update it to the next month.
And here is a shot of my computer set up on the computer stand, with this blog post up on my screen. Whoa.
So, that's about it. A tiny nook makeover that's made our lives a little more organized.
Friday, 28 October 2011
Can't. Stop. Painting. Stuff.
When left to my own devices - as I have been often these past two months - it turns out that I just can't keep myself from making stuff, altering stuff, and of course PAINTING stuff. The latest craze is grey.
Another thing about me is that while I like to send things I don't like or need anymore to the thrift store, before I let them out the door, I always scan my brain to see if there is any possible way I can update or alter the an item to make it likeable again. If I wreck it in my attempt to fix it up, then it's not a big deal because it was just being sent to the thrift store anyways.
The latest item to get the treatment was a giant plastic oatmealy coloured plant pot. It was dirty and unsightly, but oh so very practical. It had really good drainage and an overflow holding area, which is extra nice when you don't want water spilling down on to the neighbours balconies below. But it was bringing the whole balcony down in terms of style. Maybe that sounds lame. But it totally was.
I looked at it sitting in the donate pile for a few days before snatching it out and deciding to try out a fun chevron pattern on it in grey spray paint. All I did was tape off the pattern using painters tape while I watched Friday Night Lights (thanks to Kerry), and then spray it.
The result? Well, I think I like it. And I can't wait to plant it and get a shot of it with the other pots. Easy, fun, and when I'm done with the pattern I can either paint it again or donate it.
Another thing about me is that while I like to send things I don't like or need anymore to the thrift store, before I let them out the door, I always scan my brain to see if there is any possible way I can update or alter the an item to make it likeable again. If I wreck it in my attempt to fix it up, then it's not a big deal because it was just being sent to the thrift store anyways.
The latest item to get the treatment was a giant plastic oatmealy coloured plant pot. It was dirty and unsightly, but oh so very practical. It had really good drainage and an overflow holding area, which is extra nice when you don't want water spilling down on to the neighbours balconies below. But it was bringing the whole balcony down in terms of style. Maybe that sounds lame. But it totally was.
I looked at it sitting in the donate pile for a few days before snatching it out and deciding to try out a fun chevron pattern on it in grey spray paint. All I did was tape off the pattern using painters tape while I watched Friday Night Lights (thanks to Kerry), and then spray it.
The result? Well, I think I like it. And I can't wait to plant it and get a shot of it with the other pots. Easy, fun, and when I'm done with the pattern I can either paint it again or donate it.
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