Monday, March 30, 2009


This never-ending saga may be coming to an end... I accepted an offer on my condo today and now it's pending inspection. Keep those fingers crossed everyone... I can't wait until I get to play hardball on someone else... The real estate game..... It's oh so fun.

Success Story...

Cancer has its own agenda and can be ruthless and uncaring to so many people. This is why I love success stories and take them without question. I'm so happy to say that my Grandma has completed 9 months of therapy for colon cancer and has appeared to have beaten cancer at its own horrible game. Congratulations Grandma.... I love you despite the fact you left that mean message on my phone when Purdue beat UW. I forgive you... this time :-)

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Waiting... Just Waiting...

So, miracle of miracles, I got an offer on my condo. I am not one to get overly excited before things are finalized, but I can't help allowing my mind to wander and consider the possibilities... But, now I still wait to see if my potential "buyer" accepts or counters my own counter offer. Everyone -- Fingers crossed.

During this process I have daydreamed about living in the perfect little bungalow with a yard -- I even went searching. I found my "perfect" house. It was going to be so great. I showed everyone that I knew the listing online... and even told them it was MY house... I was simply awaiting my current condo to sell.

And then, sad news.... about a week ago the status of MY house changed from "active" to "pending inspection". Oh no! How could it be? I had already visualized my furniture within those walls. I had told everyone about it... But, I guess it just wasn't meant to be.

Horror of horrors... I just found out yesterday that MY house, the one that I had dreamt about, had talked about so often, was, in fact, sold to a friend of mine from work! Can you even fathom it?! I can't believe she had the nerve to buy MY house! Just so you know... I totally laid into her yesterday... I totally think guilt is a great emotion as long as I'm not the one experiencing it! I'm pretty sure she'll recover -- pretty sure anyway.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Happy Birthday Mom!

How my mom put up with my brother, sister, and myself, I'll never know. Putting up with just one of us would have been challenging enough! (some of us have strong personalities...) Thank you for for all the love you pour on us and how generous you always are.... I scoured some of the old photos and decided to go with those -- they are super fun, I think. And, gotta find a venue to show off those stylin' glasses of the 70's. Its weird how relaxed my mom looks in the pictures sans kids.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Swag vs. Wild Pigs...

Everyone. Absolutely everyone that has their own child has taken upon themselves to tell me that I won't know what will hit me when I become a parent. I will no longer be carefree and single. I work with kids. I have friends with kids. I have nieces and nephews. I'm not afraid of kids. BUT... I am very aware that my world will be rocked when I have sole responsibility 24/7 over a young, innocent, and vulnerable life. And, apparently they're quite needy. ha. But, I'm so excited for it (I may need to be reminded of this intermittently in the future!)

So, I have decided to make the most of my carefree days while I have them. When I officially applied to adopt in September, I had already cashed in my air miles for an epic trip this May -- Outback take 2 in Western Australia with my sister and brother-in-law (who live down under). I considered... should I cancel my trip... save a little money, save more holiday days... I pondered and pondered. Or, should I take advantage of the fact that I won't be able to do big adventures like this for awhile.. and have one last hurrah before my world is turned around?! Adventure won.

It turns out it may, in fact, actually be my last adventure, literally. My sister and brother-in-law have kindly been sending me updates on where we're going and what we'll be doing. Bring it on.... I'm stoked. My sister keeps telling me that she's getting the cush rooftop tent and I'll have to fend for myself in my "swag". Today they just sent me a picture of my sleeping accommodation... no problem. I can sleep anywhere and in anything, I don't care. And then I remembered the picture they had sent me of the steroid-injected wild pig recently caught and killed in the area that we'll be exploring. Apparently my swag will keep the mosquitoes out though.... So that's something....
Above is my swag bag.... looks cozy right?!

Below is the wild pig they caught in the area we are traveling. Bring it.....

Tuesday, March 24, 2009


The night before last, I ventured north for a family dinner at my Mom's. During the dinnertime conversation a story was told where the protagonist was referred to several times as being adopted. It made me immediately go on the defense -- to the point where I stopped the story midway through to ask why this clarification was important. To this person's credit, they had a somewhat valid point, had I been uncharacteristically patient and allowed the whole story to play out. I also know that adoption is a non-issue in my family because my own sister is herself adopted -- so I'm not throwing this person under the bus, but instead, allowing this conversation to be a catalyst to what, I think, is an important point.

We have all been a part of conversations where someone embarks in an epic story about this person or that person and in a hushed tone includes their religious affiliation, and/or their sexual orientation, and/or their ethnic decent, etc... as adjectives to the story. But in reality, these tidbits of "juicy information", serve no purpose in the outcome or theme of discussion. I hate that. And I hate it even more now that my future daughter has the potential to be part of those types of conversations. I never want the fact that she's adopted from Ethiopia, make it into conversations, just because. I want people to look at her and refer to her as my daughter, not my adopted daughter. I think including irrelevant adjectives to stories can sometimes just set people apart and highlight differences in a negative way. I am not an idiot, clearly people will know that my daughter is adopted, but I don't think that this distinction is necessary in casual conversation. I have no issues talking about most anything, in fact, I usually embrace it -- and I am more than willing to talk about adoption, and my adoption process with my daughter if that is, in fact, the topic of conversation. Okay, I will step off my soapbox now. Just had to get that off my chest.

Back to dinner. It was great to see everyone.. it had been a long time. We celebrated both Maddy and Myle's 4th and 2nd birthdays, which made me happy because that meant cake and ice cream. My mom is sporting her new AHOPE t-shirt that she got her for her own upcoming birthday too. (Pictures are coming... my computer and I are at war, and I have seemingly lost yet another battle and don't have the patience required to upload a few photos)

Oh PS -- there have been at least two referrals this week... so, that means I'm moving up the list still. Whaoo hoo.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

My Bracket is Ruined....

Well... Ummm... The Huskies are a giving team and wanted to extend some charity to the Boilermakers?! Yeah... that's it...
Go Dawgs???
Crap. I'm going to hear about this... The messages have already started to trickle my way....

Friday, March 20, 2009

Go Dawgs!!!


I think we all remember the 2001 Rose Bowl between the Washington Huskies and the Purdue Boilermakers... and I think we all remember that the Huskies kicked butt. So, I think its safe to say that the Huskies will prevail once again on Saturday in March Madness.

Why do I care? For one... I am the sole Husky of my American side of the family. I think I have upwards of seventeen or more relatives, including both of my parents, that have attended Purdue University. And two... What does this Canuck know about basketball? nothing -- but I care because I'm in two pools this year and I'm totally in it to win.

So............. Go Dawgs!!!!!!

Haregewoin Teferra

Melissa Faye Greene's book, "There is No Me Without You", is about a real life hero, Haregewoin Teferra. It is an amazing story -- and a book I have recommended to many people. Haregewoin Teferra single-handedly rescued and loved on so many of Ethiopian's orphans -- and, sadly, she died unexpectedly a couple of days ago. You can learn more about Haregewoin through Melissa Faye Greene's blog.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Dinner Parties and a Ski Day

Super fun weekend filled with celebrating friends and playing in the snow. Today it is officially Amy's 30th Birthday... we went out on Saturday night to celebrate her, which was awesome. Last night we celebrated Melissa and Garrett's engagement... and that too was super duper fun. Sorry, camera died earlier in the day so I have no photo ops to display. Unfortunately I couldn't stay and join in on the dancing part of the evening... but I was there in spirit.

Yesterday I decided to take advantage of the latest dump in the mountains and hit the slopes with my friend Aaron. In order to get to said powder, one must drive up the mountain pass. Much to my irritation, I had taken off my studded snow tires a month ago -- because they are obnoxious, annoying, and you sound like you're a freight train driving down the freeway. And classically, it has snowed at least four times since their removal. So, when I woke up yesterday morning and checked the DOT weather report and webcams, I was excited to see all the new snow, but not so excited about my current tire situation. I hate hate chains. I hate chains so much that I decided to pull out my jack and change all four of my tires back to the studs. Sadly, I messed up my beautiful mint green nail polish my 9 year old friend had painted recently... the sacrifices one makes.

I am always excited to head up Rte 2... because I ALWAYS stop and get the best latte ever. So, here is my plug for the Espresso Chalet. Don't pass it by...

Skiing was awesome... it dumped all day and we had at least 8 inches on the top of Stu when we went to leave. A 'blizzard' blew through in the afternoon, which made me wonder, for a moment, if I would literally be blown off the lift... but I hung on and survived the ordeal. It was hilarious coming back to the car because the wind was still blowing hard... and it is very tricky trying to get out of your wet clothes, and boots, but at the same time keep the swirling snow out of the car. Very very unsuccessful. We managed a mere inch on the surface of everything inside the car. I tried to take a picture of the scene, but my camera was on strike because it was too cold. It takes after me. It was a slow trek off the mountain -- visibility was sketchy. They shut down the pass, but if you were already on the pass, you had to get off somehow. I always think a good rule of thumb is that ski time should be longer than travel time. I'm not certain we followed that rule yesterday. Oh well.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Drum Roll Please....

Officially my new number on the girl's waiting list......

Monday, March 9, 2009

Happy Father's Day?!

Well... it may be about 9 months late, or perhaps 3 months early, but my Dad and I celebrated Father's Day on Saturday. A tradition has started that I take my Dad to a Canucks game to celebrate him... It was a great game -- the Canucks continued on their winning streak and beat out the number one ranked Sharks in the Western Division. Go Canucks Go. Vancouver is such a hockey town and it is so fun to go to the games... And the more hitting the better, in my opinion.

And, true to form, when I go visit Dad in the winter months I am brought up-to-date on what is going on in the curling world. Of course you know its Brier time right?! Competition is fierce... and I'm not going to lie, I was white-knuckled waiting to see if the rock would get on the button if the team had the hammer.

I also caught up with my friends, Ann and Mike, plus their kids Kaya and Zane. Ann and I went to a great french film -- The Class. Go see it. You'll respect anyone you know who is a teacher even more. It is great and stressful at the same time.

Sadly I took my car to the car dealership a week too soon... Woke up to snow in Vancouver today and on the drive home with all the spray on the roads, Stu Sven is officially dirty once again. Woe is me.

No Line on the Horizon...

How Awesome has this week been?? The new U2 album was released -- which I managed to get my hands on a copy a week early -- you can only imagine my giddiness, a whole week of U2 on Letterman, a three night special program on 103.7 The Mountain starting tonight, and today they released their Stadium Tour Dates date information...

One might say it was a near perfect week....

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Something I learned today....

If you roll your hideously dirty car to a car dealership and tell them you're thinking about purchasing a new or different car -- they offer to wash your car for you. I knew I wasn't going to buy a car today... but I knew that Stu Sven was in desperate need of a bath, so I said okay. And, an added bonus was they vacuumed too. Sweet. I will definitely remember this on an annual basis near the end of each winter...