My Mobile Life

Thought I'd share the stuff that I capture when I don't have my real cameras around.
(Bday is Feb 2) this was on a magnet at a store in South Centre Mall. There was a nicer version, but this best suited me at the moment .... the unemotional part is the most untrue - I cry at an-y-thing

Mar's new golf clubs, complete with golf visor - ain't she just the purdiest little thang?

Ahh,,, our noodle face. A late night involving questionable asian food. Long story that I will shorten to: I ran into Conrad one night downtown with a couple of his friends and we all ended up at an absolutely heinous after hours place (i found out much later, that they reuse their rice ... ) and Conrad was tied up on the other side of the table chatting to someone so his buddy and I made serious use of our time waiting for the other convo to wrap up. I thought we did well - it was really dark in the place. Noodles for hair, pineapples for eyes, carrot nose and snap pea for a mouth.

Snuggle time with Han the Man. Yes, thats a toque and yes it was June. Calgary is cold almost all year round. I wore a toque when I went for my walk the other night.

Date with Han the Man at church. He was squirmy so I took him to the cafe in the lobby and we had deep conversations ... about Twansfomous (Transformers)

Me and Iris (we stayed at Ray and Dees -I was housesitting)

So at Loblaws (Superstore) they were advertising for months "The Biggest BBQ in Canada", there was a semi involved, an ice cream van, tents, enthusiastic 20 year olds on the coolest summer job ever. They were giving away FREE sliders, ice cream, the newest, latest greatest sparkling juices. We were all so excited. "Don't bring lunch tomorrowwwwww" we were all told the day before this great event. Great anticipation was in the air on that rainy, blowy, cold, cold day as we eagerly watched from the 4th floor windows as the truck pulled in. "Terrible day for this BBQ" someone quipped. "HAHA, it doesn't matter, its free lunch" someone else replied with a guffaw. So, we all race downstairs (this part isn't exaggerated), stand in line (and its POURING rain, and collected water is bowing in the roof of the "obviously not made for Alberta summer tents" and spilling in one big gush onto unsuspecting guests. Please keep in mind the adverts for these sliders are enough to make you salivate, and there were three in the pictures (you always get three sliders, its just the way they're served). So we get to the front of the line and are passed ONE slider and told that the 'dressings' are over on the other table. Know what the condiments were? Ketchup and Mustard. Period. By now, the summer student who worked in my department and I were giggling uncontrollably. We could go back for seconds, but that meant we'd have to stand in line again ... So on to the ice cream truck we go ... I think they borrowed the ice creams scoops from the Keebler factory. More giggles and sideways glances to each other. So I'm going to outsmart them and ask for TWO flavours IN A CUP. HA! That'll get them and their chintzy little portions. I got two flavours as I'd asked, in a cup, as I'd asked but they were still elf sized scoops and the micro spoon they gave me hardly reached down the cup. Below is Kirsty's ChocoMint scoop. It was the office joke for the next week - especially in the cafeteria after as we're all ordering real size meals.

Upon Botox disccussions at Streetlight one night, the boys demonstrated how I'd look after a treatment (Its high on the list of things to do once I'm settled again - its not as expensive or invasive as you think)

Different Streetlight night - end of May. Look at my clothes. A toque, hoodie and rain coat. Ash wanted a pic as she was basking in American summer temps.

"My Other Ash" and her bday cake. That was one of the funnest nights of my life. I love my Calgary friends.

My old house. Such weird and unusual circumstances led me here and I am forever, forever greatful. Can you imagine 5 of us living there in complete harmony? So remember the firefighter story? I was at the far right side of that living room window when I could no longer hide from emergency personnel ambushing my entryway. And thats the big wicker (not as comfortable as you think) chair I sat in while I waited for (Maria bf) to come unlock the front door cuz I managed to lock myself out one cold November day) And I didn't know the neighbours so I couldn't go over to any of them and wait it out.

Me and the Stace. Her ready for a night out, me straight from work.

Such and awkward photo of me and Stephano (friend of Stace) Doesn't he have the sparkliest eyes? Me with unwanted bangs that were finally growing out and I didn't know quite what to do with them.

My beautiful city - taken from the Saddledome on a -30 night between periods of a hockey game.

Our section neighbour at a Hitmen game I went to with the Britt- we had to see this for alot of the game. And since its burned into our retinas, I thought I'd pay it forward. :-)

Lattes at a super cool place on 3rd Street SW, Calgary. Mine's the heart, Julie's is the flower. And obvs, we were order # 8.

Pic sent to me by a friend passing through good ol' Blues Mills. He had no idea I'd have this response, but I burst out crying!! See, I'm NOT unemotional.

There - a peek into my mobile life! ha

Second Chances

(I'll try and make this quick, though I'm not good at telling stories the short way)
Bree told me a story last year about being in a parking lot of a mall and a homeless man approached her and asked her for money, and she ignored him and ran her errand. On her way out with her arms full of bags, the same man asked her the same question and she gave some sarcastic remark and went to her car, unloaded the bags and felt so terrible that she turned around to give him some cash.
But he was gone and she couldn't find him anywhere and that has haunted her since and has felt so guilty that she's been praying for a second chance to talk to this man.
So, about 8 months later, she was in the same mall parking lot and saw him again, dropped what she was doing (and this time, she was actually really busy) and went up to him and offered to buy him food at McDonalds. So she sat with him and chatted while he ate and got to know his story a little - isn't that so cool?
Sooo ... for some reason, that story really stuck with me and I've often thought of the joy she must've felt when she saw him again and was given another chance to help.
Which brings me to the second part of this:
I had spent the day with some friends at the rodeo on the last Saturday of Stampede, having lots of laughs, real-time fun and shall I say, fellowship? We were all meeting up at some restaurant downtown, but I was cold and wanted to change into warmer clothes, so on my way back, we were rushing (for no real reason actually) and walked past this bedraggled, young, sad looking man with a parka (it wasn't that cold), he was dirty with matted hair and such sad eyes. I glanced down at the cap he had on the sidewalk for change and wanted to stop, but judging by the speed of my counterparts walk, I thought it was best to keep on truckin'.
But instantly, and I mean that very exact moment, my heart broke - here I was rushing along to go eat overpriced food with people I didn't know very well, I kinda didn't want to be there as it'd been a long day (with people I had just met - I went with friends of a friend) and I was tired. When he made eye contact with him and I kept walking like I had something more important to do, I felt horrible.
I felt bad all night and looked for him on the way back but he was gone. So I followed Bree's lead and I prayed for a second chance to see this guy.
Bree and I went hiking a few weeks ago, and I told her my story.
We went downtown after (you should have seen us, we were the bedraggled ones!! a 4 hr hike we were in sweats and limping) and from the passenger seat, I see my friend and I yell "BREEEE, its him, its my guy! we gotta stop, we gotta stop" .
We were getting Wok Box anyway which was right around the corner from him, so I got my second chance to give this guy some food, with the very person who planted the second chance seed.
He name is Trevor, and he is beautiful, with gorgeous deep brown eyes, however empty. He was so ashamed to talk to us. We just went up to his bench and asked him if he was hungry, well, Bree did. She has a softer approach than I do, haha. I knelt down to talk to him (Watching so many Super Nanny episodes gave me that tip lol) So we gave him his food, asked him his name and wished him a good night and went on our merry way.
And merry it was, we're such nerds - we were totally giddy after that!

Speaking of second chances, I really feel that Bree is a bit of a second chance for me. I think its safe to say that without her, I'd be back in Nova Scotia .... and I truly need Calgary right now. I need to stay here and figure shiz out and get my act together (which is taking far longer than originally planned :-(

Just Sayin'

Peace Yo
L.

The Wedding

Friday, August 6 my sweet friend Ashley married her equally wonderful husband (do you marry your husband? no ...? you marry your fiance) Anyway - heres the pikkers.

The Church

The Bridal Party (with the duet singers)

The Matron of Honor (sister of the bride)

The Bridesmaid (sister of the groom)

The Bridesmaid (friend since age 5 of the bridge)

The Bridesmaids cool beans tattoo

The Bridesmaid (friend since age 5 of the bride)

The Bridesmaid (friend since age 5 of the bride)

The Happy Couple (no pics of the groomsmen, they had vacated the table)

The Brides Parents

The Pastor and his Wife. (I heart them)

The Menu

The (moderation presentation of a) Caesar Salad

The Favors (candy covered almonds)

The First Dance (to which Dee leaned over to me as she was trying to get a pic with a disposable camera that was on the table and said "I wish that stupid camera guy would get out of my way .... LOL!!)

The Father Daughter Dance

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ab4VRWX8y1A

The Father Daughter Dance Song

The Sisters

The "Friends Since Age 5"

It was a beautiful day, funnest wedding party I'd been to in a really long time, lots of dancing, lots of laughs, hugs, compliments, baby holding, giggling at bad dancers, amazement at the "old people" keeping up with the young ones on the dance floor ... All around a super time.

Peace Out.
LeeLeeMac

This Ya Gotta See

This amazing specimen of clothing belongs to a friend who excitedly texted me from Vancouver when she purchased it. I vaguely and flippantly said "oh, nice, can't wait to see it". It sat in her closet for about a month before I even remembered it again and it came out in the cashe of closet combining we did trying to figure out what I would wear to Ashley's wedding.

I still thought "well, I'll give it a try". Oh My Good-nass. It feels like magic on your body, it slips on and you half expect to look around a see a red carpet (instead you see the hairballs that have gathered on the floor since we last swept 6 hours ago (we're the two hairest girls we know, but both have dark hair and have to take equal blame) and flashing lights ... you honestly feel like a celebrity. I wanted to never take it off. Its too short for a) someone my age, and b) a wedding held in a Baptist Church but its definitely something ya gotta see. (so pardon the pose ... ;-)

Two Brunettes, Two Blonde Moments

Blonde Moment #1 (in chronological order)
I work with a girl named Bonnie who purchased a really cool necklace that included a silver (metal) leaf (fern-ish), her birthstone in a drop-stone and her initial in lower case on a gold disc. (very delicate and pretty, but not the point).
She was washing her hands in the bathroom and leaned in closer to look at her necklace in the mirror and said to herself " hmm ... I thought I got a "b", not a "d".

Blonde Moment #2 (also includes a mirror)
I was editing pictures the other day, and in the process, got rid of the zit on my face (fooling the viewer into the illusion of dewy, young skin). As well, washing my hands at the sink (different sink), looked at my face and thought "oh, I thought I got rid of that".

I simultaneaously thought of Bonnie, and how stupid I was and burst out laughing.

Wouldn't it be great if we could Photoshop life?