To Tan or Not To Tan

To all my Pasty, pale counterparts and toasty, tanned rivals:

What is this whole tanning buisiness about anyway. For any of you who do not know me, I have many a time been referred to such things as Casper or in the freckle season, Orphan Annie or Anne of Green Gables. Planning for my first trip down south at the end of April, I have taken it upon myself to do as everyone else and get a good base to help prevent (or rather limit) the tomato features I will don after one day in the sun. Last evening, Amy and I thought why not avoid the horrors of studying and go tanning. Well! We went to 6 places...or was it 7 trying to find a place to toast. All the places were jam packed with people, closed, or were coin-operated and too sketchy to lay my white ass down. What is with everyone tanning?!! Are there that many people going down south like me? Now I fully agree that having a little color is nicer than glowing in the dark but is it really THAT important? I don't pay a lot of attention to the whole skin cancer arguement or anything but I really find it bizarre that tanning has become as second-nature as showering (unless you are Amy). My last point to make (if I even made any above...it's really just a rant), is that I also feel like people stare at you in tanniong salons if you are pale and freckly like you should be there yet they'r skin is so leathery that it makes me wonder why they are there. My question to all of you is:

Why do we tan at the tanning salons?
a) because everyone else is doing it
b) because it looks great
c) because the thought of putting our naked bodies where someone else's has been is soooo rebelious
d) because you need a base before going into natural UV rays
e) what? tan? only with 45 SPF!

I got a feva....and the only cure....is.....more ELTON!

Well....I have been bitten by the Elton bug!!!! Seeing him once in Vegas is NOT ENOUGH....I need MORE!! Although this trip will lack free hotel, free AWESOME tickets, free spending money, big shiny lights and a lot of casinos....not to mention one large man who occupies that special place in my heart (and pants!).............let a few ladies loose in Bean Town with some Elton John tickets and mayhem is sure to follow!!!!! So pack your bags....because on Sept. 16th we're goin to Boston to see Elton John live at the Fleet Center!!!

CIS

Everyones favorite weekend is upon us....CIS Final 10 Men's Basketball Championship. It's shaping up to be another classically entertaining time with my 3 favorite B's in full force: Basektball, Boys, and Booze...in no particular order. Hope everyone is ready to CIS it up....check the Girls Don't Poop Blog for weekend updates.....

Experimentaion

Wow I feel like it has been forever since I posted, perhaps its because I haven't been feeling very amusing lately...BUT the icky feeling has passed .....

The passing of the icky feeling is in large part do to the constant hilarity passed through the gov't e-mail portal and coming from my dear sista in law....thanks for the "what if I married him" convo, and especially all the pervy comments about our fearless leaders...I am especially fond of this thought "when you sleep with someone, you are actually sleeping with everyone they slept with" so give that one a think or two people...the circular connection can actually cause you to go crosseyed!

Oh also, I have discovered a new cutie at the gym. I will now begin an experiment/mission that has takes many trials to perfect. 1) how long will it actually take me to speak to him, 2) start polite meaningless gym conversations about how smelly or hot it is in here, and 3) and dare I say it.....ask me out.

Now keep in mind that a discovery of girlfriend or wife will cause an immediate ABORT of this mission.

Peace out!

Just want to give a congratulations to Shawn for the fantastic job he is doing at the Brier....and to Kate who I can only imagine is cheering the loudest over there in Edmonton!! We're all watching back here in the NS and wishing you the bestest of luck for the games to come.

Just a shout out to J-Dub on her birfday....it's a celebration btiches!!! Wish I could have been there to indulge in the celebration.....but we'll have to go out for some fun times in the near future! I hope you have a good one and eat LOTS of cake! Love ya, 

Dreadfull Events!

Although 99.9% of the time, the purpose of our blog is to rant, share silly comments and enjoy ourselves. Today I feel responsible as a Canadian and a human being, to take a moment to reflect and pay tribute to the 4 slain RCMP officers in Alberta. For me this is a something that hits very close to come with Dad who is retired RCMP, and a brother who serves on a Metro police force. Over the next few days as sketchy accounts of the events are reported I think I will continue to endure knots in my stomach and a hatred for all things criminal.

I can't begin to imagine the pain an anguish felt by the families of these young officers, one of whom is reported to be 29 years of age and serving at his first post for only 3 weeks. I wish strength for the members left behind in their detachments that will go on serving their country and communities with pride while having to walk by empty cubicles and foot lockers.

The entire countries eyes will be on this small community for a few weeks, but the lasting effects on their families, partners, and comrads will last a lifetime.

Ok....so I have SO much to tell about my trip...but it is now late and I'm tired, so I will make a more detailed post...possibly even more than one, at a later time. For now I wanted to share with you the top 10 things I learned about Marcus while we were in Vegas:

10. When it comes to a good buffett, he's got NOTHIN on me....

9. When I'm reading something, and he says "lemme see that for a second"....DO NOT let him see it...because what he really means is "you're now done with that because I'm sensing what you are looking at is interesting and now I want to look at it because I'm sure I can interpret it's contents much better than you".

8. He's not too shabby at 3 card poker

7. I tend to get cranky when he's winning a lot and I'm losing a lot and he doesn't "share" his money with me (and by share...I mean buy me what I want)....ok, so that was something I learned about me...but whatever.

6. He's a big man....but when he's late for a connecting flight, he can break world records....with a stuffed backpack on his back, and pushing a cart with two suitcases weighing over 20kg....deceivingly quick....

5. He leaves his dirty underwear on the bathroom floor of fancy hotels JUST to see what the maid will do with them (p.s.....they actually pick them up and fold them)

4. As good as he is at 3 card poker....not so good at backgammon....I took him 5 games to 1

3. That man enjoys watching a homosexual, flamboyant, drama queen,dazzle the ivories of a red piano just as much as I do....almost

2. He says the phrase "can you put this in your purse" way too often....and I end up carrying all his shit around with me all day

and the number one thing I learned about Marcus while in Vegas.....

1. When you're sick as a dog, have a killer toothache, you've been up for over 36 hours straight, and you just missed your flight home......there is NO one else you want to be stranded with at an airport (xoxox)