little bitty girl

Earth Day came and went last weekend. I've been thinking a lot about my life and how I live. I remember when I was first introduced to the concept of Earth Day. It was in grade seven and I thought to myself,"OK, this is something new and interesting." I guess you can say that interest has stayed with me ever since.

There have been a lot of debates lately from oil producers and disbelievers of global warming. So much so, that there already is new documentary out to counter Al Gore's "An Inconvenient Truth." I believe they're calling it "The Great Global Warming Swindle." Currently in Canada, British Columbia has implemented the watching of "An Inconvenient Truth" to be mandatory in social studies classes. A big oil producer in that province wants to donate large sums of money to make sure "The Great Global Warming Swindle" is also part of that curriculum to give "youth the chance to make an educated decision" about this great debate.

more »

Comments (2)
Posted in What's Buggin' Me

I fell asleep to the sweet melodious sounds of hockey commentating again last night. There's nothing so peaceful or makes you want to poke your eye out with an ice cream scoop more. It's bad enough that they have two games on simultaneously so that Stefan has to maniacally flick between both stations but to make things even BETTER, right after the Eastern games are done, the Western games start. The joy!

So here is my two cents (because I have to have a theory on everything, whether or not I really give a shit) for NHL coaches out there on how to win the playoffs - get the best goalie.

Here's why -

One has to assume that by the time all the other teams are eliminated and your team has actually made it to the playoffs, that the rest of the teams are more or less on the same playing (skills-wise) field. Some teams will have better defense players and others will have better offence players but it all relatively evens out. After all, no one really gets to the playoffs on a complete fluke (except if Boston ever makes it in). In the end, the only thing stopping you from getting that tin can cup is your goalie. If you had two evenly talented teams and Team A has Martin Brodeur and Team B has Tim Thomas, who do you really think is going to win?

I'm just saying, is all.

Now that I've given you the "secret" to winning, maybe you can do me a favour:

Hockey season should end if 90% of all the teams' home cities no longer have snow or ice on the ground.
There should be less teams in the league.
Broadcasting of games should always be silent and only streamed through the internet.
Go on strike. Forever. (That was the best year of my life)

Comments (1)
Posted in Glued To The Tube, Stefan

Last night, I dreamt that I gave birth to a 20 lb., vinyl skinned, robin's blue egg baby. Turns out, Stefan's an alien. I was NOT pleased.

Tell me Freud, am I insane?

Comments (1)
Posted in Me-ness, Weirdness

I lost my wedding band.

Again.

Before you get all judgmental on me, I want to make it clear that I love Stefan very, very much. I really do honor the vows we made to one another, I appreciate the gesture he made when he put my ring on my finger. I do understand the importance of what it all means. I really do love my band and feel quite naked without it.

I want you to know that I never lose my band on purpose. I've never been able to wear any type of jewelry for long periods of time. Even in my teenage years when I thought I was Henry VIII and wore numerous rings on every finger, I always needed to take everything off as soon as I got home.

Plus, have you seen my ring? For one thing, it's not the most practical thing to wear when you're cleaning the bathroom or massaging herbs into a whole chicken. It's also pretty darn heavy. My left hand probably has the same strength as my right hand now that I've been wearing it over the year.

more »

Comments (5)
Posted in Me-ness, Stefan

Almost, but not quite. I woke up today in an absolute chill. Our heater is not working again and it's a lovely 3 degrees celcius outside. It's spattering freezing rain. I am having a hard time being inspired to do my spring masthead with this type of weather.

But I can feel it coming, ever so slightly bursting through. I went to the market on the weekend and found some lovely organic heritage tomatoes and some freshly sprouted arugula. Nothing like a simple tomato pasta with freshly grated parmesan to make me believe that Spring is almost here.

I caught the new Jamie Oliver show where he cooks from his home. I am envious of his lovely garden. I can't wait one day to have a house with a huge garden so I can grow all my own organic veggies and eat them to my heart's content. It would really help if I didn't have such a black thumb. But I am sure gardening can be learned with patience and perseverance. Either that, or I'll just hire Mama Kang to be the full time resident gardener.

Comments (0)
Posted in Glued To The Tube, Homage to Hunger

Have I already mentioned how much I hate hockey? I don't think I say it enough to make my point clear. I really, really, really hate hockey. It's getting to the point where I think I must move somewhere where no hockey is played to ensure no probability of future progeny playing or watching the sport. I am pretty sure they have no ice in the Maldives.

I seriously thought that since the Toronto Maple Leafs were out of the playoffs, there would be some reprieve. But alas, there was a playoff hockey pool that took place at home last Tuesday, making sure that all guys involved would stay involved for the rest of the season.

What I can't understand is how are morning hockey highlights any different from highlights the night before that we need to watch both with such avid intensity. If you hear that Stefan's gone to live with my parents for the rest of the playoff season, it's because I've sent him there. They find his love for hockey very "quaint" and my mum gets an on site food taster.

Comments (0)
Posted in Girls Are From Earth, Boys Are From La La Land, Stefan, What's Buggin' Me

You know those Mazda ads where the little boy looks into the camera, and says in an awed voice,"Zoom Zoom?"

That could aptly describe how I feel about Mitsuko right now. I've been transferring my contacts over from my PC to the Mac. It took both Stef and I a couple of google searches, but once we figured out to do it, it was pretty insane. All I would have to do is to drop the file and literally half a second after, all the info was there.

I feel like I'm on drugs with this thing.

Comments (4)
Posted in Lurves

The weekend started off with Stefan being in the dog house for reasons that we won't go over right now. He's out of the dog house now and is currently happily situated in a place called "Sucking Up". All I can say is that boys can just be so DUMB sometimes. I spent a good day contemplating how lesbians are so lucky because at least they're all playing on the same mental playing field.

Despite the slow start to our long weekend, we are ending it off with a bang. Please meet "Mitsuko" the newest member in our family. She joins big sister "Millie" my 20G ipod and "Max" Stefan's ipod mini. We're slowly building our family of Apple gadgets. I have no idea why they all have names starting with "M".

So far the transition has been pretty smooth. I've been slowly migrating my info from the old clunker to this one. The reason why it's been slow is because "clunker" is unbearably slow. But as soon as the transfer begins, it's been pretty lightning fast on Mitsuko's end. The learning curve hasn't been as painful as I expected, although this will most likely change as I add iWork and Creative Suite onto this.

Some people have asked whether the macbook was a part of Stefan "making up" but no, I didn't even think about asking. This is purely my private purchase. I know we're supposed to share stuff now that we're married, but I especially don't like to share (I know, it's bad, I am working on this) technology. It's the Asian in me, I like to have my own technological toys. Stef may borrow it to test his stuff once in awhile but other than that, Mitsuko is for my own play.

Stef did clean the toilet today though, which you all know that to me, is a great way to make up.

Comments (0)
Posted in Girls Are From Earth, Boys Are From La La Land, Lurves, Stefan

It looks like my crusty old laptop is about to die. I have spent the past three days blind typing. If you do not know what blind typing is, it's basically when your computer has decided to only show you certain words at a time. Even as I am typing this, all I see is "blank blank blank blank word blank blank blank blank blank word." I hope that when I check this entry later on, I don't see a bunch of mumbo jumbo on the screen.It's enough to make me want to toss it off the CN Tower.

We seem to be having a mini snow storm in April.

Oh, and on top of it all, my rental car has a flat so I have had to cut short my road trip. Not having a good day, my friends.

The possible brightening in the dark clouds is that we're going to go to the Apple Store this weekend to check out one of the Mac books. I've always wanted a Mac and Stef is quite excited about being able to test out his shit on it too.

EXCEPT, I was also saving up for the new Canon Digital Rebel XTi. However, having a laptop is more essential right now. I hate having to choose between a "want" and a "need."

Comments (4)
Posted in What's Buggin' Me

As I mentioned fairly recently my parents live really close to me now. So close that walking over EVERY day for a Mama Kang home cooked meal is plausible. Stefan sometimes quips that I am taking advantage of my parent's closeness by raiding their fridge too much, but as usual he doth protest too much.

After all, my mother times HIS separate meals (because he really is THAT picky about food and my mother is convinced that when he's home, I chain Stefan to the old rotting radiators and feed him nothing but stale bread and water) to be ready just as soon as he walks in. Not only does he get an instant dinner, my mother also PACKS him a lunch. It's getting so bad that my mother who has developed a recent allergy to gluten will still bake him cakes daily, despite the fact that she can no longer eat it herself.

That, and I also get daily lectures from my father and mother that I have to not "bully" Stefan while he looks at them with his sad puppy dog eyes and asks why TSN is not in high definition on my dad's giant TV. I don't know what type of "bullying" they think I can really do to that stubborn giddy goat of a man that I married. Plus, he's twice my size and weight.

Then, there is also the fact that since my parents moved to a smaller place that they had to buy almost all new furniture to fit. Of course, the main thing for my parents is that they can have all their children en masse at the dining room table. But for the past month, the main focus of everything else is whether Stefan will be comfortable on the couch, what if he has no room to stretch out? He likes to have comfy pillows...

So excuse me if I deign to eat my mother's home cooked meals practically every day. I like to think I am making them happy by reliving my teenage years, where the only evidence I existed in their home was the fact that some food would be missing in the morning. Who's taking advantage of whom here, is what I am asking?

Like I said last week, Mama and Papa: Please remember that you gave birth to me and that you've known me longer. You should take my side once in awhile. After all, "technically" your beloved son-in-law has only officially been part of the family for a year and a bit. And Dad, seriously, DO NOT SUBSCRIBE to HD NHL Centre Ice next year. You don't even watch hockey.

Comments (0)
Posted in Family Shenanigans, Lurves, Stefan, What's Buggin' Me

I have had this out of area phone number calling me at all times of the day for the past few months. I googled it and discovered it was actually my bank probably trying to sell me some other new product of theirs. For the first few months, I've decided to be defiant and ignore the phone calls thinking that they would get the hint but no such luck. Finally today, I decided to answer it, if only to stop the phone calls.

Bank Person: Hello Ms. Kang, I am calling from Bank XYZ. I was wondering whether you had a couple of minutes for me to see whether we can better service you and save you some money?

Me: (Loud snort emitting from me but I decided to change it to a cough. After all the poor guy is just doing his job.) Suuuure....but I don't have a lot of time.

BP: Well, do you have any cards that have a high interest rate that you might want to switch over if we offered you a better rate?

M: Yes, it's with you guys.

BP: (Awkward shuffling) I don't see it here in your personal files.

M: It's with my business.

BP: Oh, I see. What about a line of credit? Just in case you need to cover your expenses.

M: I try to live within my means and I also have a line of credit.

BP: Oh...can I ask with whom?

M: With you guys. Once again, it's with my business.

BP: Well, I see (getting a little enthusiastic). We could also offer you a personal line of credit.

M: I'm not really interested as that would make me spend money that I don't have and I am trying to live within my means. Like I mentioned before.

BP: What about credit card insurance?

M: I just cancelled it as it doesn't really apply to self employed people.

BP: Ermm....what about overdraft protection?

M: Listen, I just said I try to live within my means. I already think you banks in general charge too much for everything, I know you're trying to do your job but isn't this a bit of a pointless phone call? Especially since I am not really interested in anything you have to offer, other than what I already have?

BP: Errr....right. Well, thank you for your time?

Why do they ever think this tele-marketing stuff works?

Comments (1)
Posted in Conversations, What's Buggin' Me