I have recently just begun to discover the greatness that is youtube...why have I never truly realized before just how much you can find on there? Wow. For years now I have been saying to myself, "Megan, wouldn't it be nice if you could get the entire set of 'A Part of Our Heritage' commercials on DVD?", because how great were those?
KA-NA-TA. Dr. Penfield, I smell burnt toast!! Every single one of these commercials is completely ingrained in my brain. Johnson sir, Molly Johnson!
So many on YouTube
Oh Canada, I love ya.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Just in Case
Just in case anybody was wondering, this is what plants of various poison varieties looks like:
And in case anybody was wondering, poison oak can stay in your system for up to two weeks. So you could be going along, thinking to yourself, "phew, I managed to escape that unscathed!", then suddenly find yourself really, really itchy. Now, I only have it a little bit, but it's hella unpleasant.
About two weeks ago a bunch of us were helping a friend in her backyard/jungle, and apparently one of the many varieties of plants we chose to rip out of the ground that day was in fact poison oak. Oops!
Personally, many lessons have been learned from this, mainly: watch what the hell I am pulling out of the ground. Never again will I attack backyard plants with such utter abandon that I don't actually look at what I am touching. I will now be on the lookout for poison oak whenever I set foot in a green space.
It's these kind of nature skills I would have learned at sleep away camp, but my parents never sent me. I'm not bitter! But boy, camp sure does look like it would have been fun! My parents tell me when I was younger they asked me if I wanted to go to camp, but apparently I didn't want to go. I think not! And if it's true, I"m a little irritated at my younger self, because what was I thinking!!
Ah well, bygones. I have now experienced what I assume is a natural part of the sleep away camp process!
In other news...it is Scene Music Festival today! Very exciting and usually slightly tipsy times!
And in case anybody was wondering, poison oak can stay in your system for up to two weeks. So you could be going along, thinking to yourself, "phew, I managed to escape that unscathed!", then suddenly find yourself really, really itchy. Now, I only have it a little bit, but it's hella unpleasant.
About two weeks ago a bunch of us were helping a friend in her backyard/jungle, and apparently one of the many varieties of plants we chose to rip out of the ground that day was in fact poison oak. Oops!
Personally, many lessons have been learned from this, mainly: watch what the hell I am pulling out of the ground. Never again will I attack backyard plants with such utter abandon that I don't actually look at what I am touching. I will now be on the lookout for poison oak whenever I set foot in a green space.
It's these kind of nature skills I would have learned at sleep away camp, but my parents never sent me. I'm not bitter! But boy, camp sure does look like it would have been fun! My parents tell me when I was younger they asked me if I wanted to go to camp, but apparently I didn't want to go. I think not! And if it's true, I"m a little irritated at my younger self, because what was I thinking!!
Ah well, bygones. I have now experienced what I assume is a natural part of the sleep away camp process!
In other news...it is Scene Music Festival today! Very exciting and usually slightly tipsy times!
Friday, June 26, 2009
The end of June...
I am going to attempt to blog on here every day for....three days in row. I"ll start with small goals, and move my way on up. And I would really like to make a new banner thing for the top of the page, but I always have this problem where I have a vision in my mind of what I want it to look like, and then when I can't actually create it, I get irritated. Meh.
This post is going to be a jumble, because my brain is a jumble these days.
Anyway, I did a photoshoot with some of the dogs yesterday, and I am definitely going to bring my camera every week. Dogs are exceptionally hard to take photos of, and it is especially hard when you are holding a leash with one hand. However, I am working on a little project, so the camera will continue to come with me every week.
Last nights photo shoot:
Oy vey! I seriously turned around for one second, and when I looked at him again, he was lying like that in the mud puddle. It was brutally hot yesterday, so I can understand the appeal of the mud puddle, but the dog was soaked, and then I was soaked after he jumped on me. I tried to clean him with a towel, but that was basically non productive. Unfortunately for him, and I guess probably the staff at the shelter...he went back into his kennel muddy. Cool...but muddy.
I LOVE this dog. When I first saw him I was kinda like, "ummm that dog scares the shit out of me". But I've worked through my issues, and I love him and want to take him home. I think this is one of the most beautiful dogs I have ever seen...and beautiful is not really a word I would normally use to describe a dog. But he's just so handsome.
Ohhh, Cuddles.
The heat kind of aided me in these pictures, because the dogs were to hot to move, which makes it much easier for me to annoy them with my camera. There was absolutely no point in me posting those pictures, I just thought they were cute. Also...adopt shelter dogs!!
One day I'm also going to write a post about an actual subject, ie, a real blog post. Less diary/ramblings, more...topic. We'll see how it goes though, because I am the queen of rambling when I write!
This post is going to be a jumble, because my brain is a jumble these days.
Anyway, I did a photoshoot with some of the dogs yesterday, and I am definitely going to bring my camera every week. Dogs are exceptionally hard to take photos of, and it is especially hard when you are holding a leash with one hand. However, I am working on a little project, so the camera will continue to come with me every week.
Last nights photo shoot:
Oy vey! I seriously turned around for one second, and when I looked at him again, he was lying like that in the mud puddle. It was brutally hot yesterday, so I can understand the appeal of the mud puddle, but the dog was soaked, and then I was soaked after he jumped on me. I tried to clean him with a towel, but that was basically non productive. Unfortunately for him, and I guess probably the staff at the shelter...he went back into his kennel muddy. Cool...but muddy.
I LOVE this dog. When I first saw him I was kinda like, "ummm that dog scares the shit out of me". But I've worked through my issues, and I love him and want to take him home. I think this is one of the most beautiful dogs I have ever seen...and beautiful is not really a word I would normally use to describe a dog. But he's just so handsome.
Ohhh, Cuddles.
The heat kind of aided me in these pictures, because the dogs were to hot to move, which makes it much easier for me to annoy them with my camera. There was absolutely no point in me posting those pictures, I just thought they were cute. Also...adopt shelter dogs!!
One day I'm also going to write a post about an actual subject, ie, a real blog post. Less diary/ramblings, more...topic. We'll see how it goes though, because I am the queen of rambling when I write!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Up!
I went to see this movie last night, and I gotta say, it's pretty great. Maybe I just have too much love for animated Pixar movies, but I think this is definitely one of the best movies I have seen all year. I laughed, I cried! And the great thing is, it is in 3D, so when you begin crying at the Pixar movie for children, it is hidden behind the dark shades of the 3D glasses. It's a win win situation really. 3D movie-win! Being able to secretly cry at said 3D movie-Win!
The detail in these kind of movies always amazes me...like, it must take forever! Throughout the movie, the old man character doesn't shave, so he very subtly gets stubble. I found it quite fascinating. Children's movies have progressed greatly since the Fantasia days of my youth!
The only nitpick I have about this movie is the poor rap Dobermans, Rotties and Pitbulls get in it. Like they don't have it bad enough already without being demonized in yet another movie. Stop perpetuating dog stereotypes! haha, other than that though, I would definitely recommend this movie to everyone. It was so good I want to be able to carry it around in my pocket so I can sporadically watch it whenever I feel like.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days
I find that there is always one day that kind of get summer rolling. It is always at a different time every year, and I have mostly noticed it since I have been done school. With school, it's easy, because the last day of school always equalled the first offical day of summer. But now in adult world, there is not really any indication of when to shift into that "summer" kind of attitude. Sure, there is the day marked on the calender, but that doesn't really mean anything.
Like for example, last year the first official day of summer for me was when my friend and I went to a outdoor festival in Toronto. There were giant bubble fights, outdoor markets, we ate on a patio, we consumed ice cream...then at the end of the day, I was like, "this day just totally started off summer!". It was pretty great. I'm still waiting for the day this year.
Summer is a great time of year, attitudes just seem to shift. Everybody becomes a little more easygoing, and I find people are generally happier. I used to think that when I was done school and would have to work during the summer, it wouldn't be the same. But it is, that same feeling of excitment is still there.
There is so much to look forward to in the summer: visits to the cottage, lounging on the beach, bonfires, fireworks, swimming, festivals, concerts, being outside! I love it.
When I was younger my grandmother had a cottage out in a little "town" (for lack of a better word) called Silver Bay. I adored going there. Her cottage was just down the street from the beach, and we would walk there everyday. There was a small little variety store that sold ice cream and penny candy and all the fixins for smores. Every night we had a bonfire, and we would sit around and talk and laugh. Days were filled with bocci ball and lawn darts, and general being togetherness. Those summers stretched on forever, and they were wonderful. When I go back there now, the cottage (which now belongs to other people) looks so tiny and run down. But when I was little, it was almost magic. I remember one summer I caught a catepillar, and he lived in a little jar where he eventually made his cocoon. The caterpillars named was Herbie. We watched that cocoon every day, and one day out popped the most beautiful Monarch butterfly, who just flew right out of that jar. It was so amazing for my 6 year old self. For years afterwards (and I am talking years, and I actually still do it now, but only in my mind), everytime any of us saw a Monarch butterfly, we would say "Look, it's Herbie! Hi Herbie!!". Summer made that all possible.
I guess like a lot of kids, some of my best childhood memories happened during the summer. We set up countless lemonade stands, we built our own go-karts, we swam for hours on end and we basically created adventure wherever it is we went.
Summer just kind of brings out that feeling in you, a kind of, "we can do anything" type of feeling that you can only get when the sun is beaming down on you and your friends are by your side.
Ahhh, I love it. I can't wait until it starts.
Like for example, last year the first official day of summer for me was when my friend and I went to a outdoor festival in Toronto. There were giant bubble fights, outdoor markets, we ate on a patio, we consumed ice cream...then at the end of the day, I was like, "this day just totally started off summer!". It was pretty great. I'm still waiting for the day this year.
Summer is a great time of year, attitudes just seem to shift. Everybody becomes a little more easygoing, and I find people are generally happier. I used to think that when I was done school and would have to work during the summer, it wouldn't be the same. But it is, that same feeling of excitment is still there.
There is so much to look forward to in the summer: visits to the cottage, lounging on the beach, bonfires, fireworks, swimming, festivals, concerts, being outside! I love it.
When I was younger my grandmother had a cottage out in a little "town" (for lack of a better word) called Silver Bay. I adored going there. Her cottage was just down the street from the beach, and we would walk there everyday. There was a small little variety store that sold ice cream and penny candy and all the fixins for smores. Every night we had a bonfire, and we would sit around and talk and laugh. Days were filled with bocci ball and lawn darts, and general being togetherness. Those summers stretched on forever, and they were wonderful. When I go back there now, the cottage (which now belongs to other people) looks so tiny and run down. But when I was little, it was almost magic. I remember one summer I caught a catepillar, and he lived in a little jar where he eventually made his cocoon. The caterpillars named was Herbie. We watched that cocoon every day, and one day out popped the most beautiful Monarch butterfly, who just flew right out of that jar. It was so amazing for my 6 year old self. For years afterwards (and I am talking years, and I actually still do it now, but only in my mind), everytime any of us saw a Monarch butterfly, we would say "Look, it's Herbie! Hi Herbie!!". Summer made that all possible.
I guess like a lot of kids, some of my best childhood memories happened during the summer. We set up countless lemonade stands, we built our own go-karts, we swam for hours on end and we basically created adventure wherever it is we went.
Summer just kind of brings out that feeling in you, a kind of, "we can do anything" type of feeling that you can only get when the sun is beaming down on you and your friends are by your side.
Ahhh, I love it. I can't wait until it starts.
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