The Tweedles

Monday, March 26, 2007

I'm leaving on a jet plane.

Tomorrow morning at 4:30am I'm leaving for BC. I'm excited, mostly to see Tessa, (I cannot tell a lie) but also it's my friend's 30th birthday and I need to be there to usher her into adulthood, and I have a friend moving away from Kelowna so I want to see her and her baby. So I have a lot planned. Along with eating at all of my old favourites and just general soaking it in. YAY home.
Although I will miss Adam and the pets. It will be strange to sleep alone without a small dog in one armpit and a large cat crowding me on the other side, and a husband who occasionally snores, but always hogs the covers.

I think I'll survive!

Also I've posted several new recipies on my other blog, go and seek!

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Tuesday, March 20, 2007


Whenever I am filling something out that asks what my favourite movie is, I draw a blank. There are several that come to mind, but I need to make sure that I paint myself in the right light. So I think of which movies I absolutely love, and there are a couple. In each of those movies there is a scene that moves me, and lingers with me. So when I think of a favourite movie, I think of these scenes. I guess the better question to ask is: "What is your favourite scene in a movie?" For me, hands down, it's the last scene in Dirty Dancing, when Patrick Swayze dances the final dance with Jennifer Grey. It gave me goose bumps when I was ten, and still does now. I was reminded of this today when a friend sent me a You Tube clip of a couple replicating that same dance at their wedding.
Very cool.


Saturday, March 17, 2007

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Their shirts say "Luck of the Irish".


Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Karma baby, karma!

So, it's been an interesting week here. The plumbers have been here poking around in our yard, and messing with the connection to the sewer. As it turns out the backyard ladies had managed to clog the connection to the sewer. They had to stay in a hotel for 4 days and were left hanging as to when they were able to get back into their suites. Adam and I weren't affected because our house is higher than theirs, so we were just asked to restrict our water usage. Anyhow after many plumbers, both private and public, everything is all okay, and they came home. So what clogged everything you may ask? Think girly stuff that shouldn't be flushed down old pipes, even though it says you can flush them on the box....


Sunday, March 11, 2007

It's Gettin' Hot Over Herre.

Remember this post? Today was more like his younger cousin, who isn't as portly. Adam and I are considering buying an air conditioner, because this house will not be pleasant this summer.


Saturday, March 10, 2007

Floating in my head.

I tend to make up little songs, and they play over and over in my head.
Currently playing,
"Look at me, I'm TweedleDea, just a zed in the land of zee..."


Friday, March 09, 2007

What I Had For Lunch.

I have my new blog all up and running. I'll get a link to it on this page soon.


Thursday, March 08, 2007

Here Comes the Bridesmaid

Ok I'm kidding. I'm aware that the wedding is Colleen's day, but I just need to point out how excited I am to be a bridesmaid. It's like I get all of the fun of the wedding, without the supreme headache. I get a pretty dress, and shoes (oh the shoes, I am so excited about the shoes). I get to carry pretty flowers, without stressing if they will be the perfect shade, or if the florist is able to get the exact shape I wanted. I'll get to look at the nicely set tables, without lamenting over the angles of the bows. Like I said, all of the fun, none of the stress.
I've also learned a couple things from my wedding. Like always order your dress a little larger than you'll think you'll need, then there is room to make it a perfect fit for you. I did that with my bridesmaid dress. My wedding dress was a nightmare, it was smallish in the boobs and hips, which made me panic, then once we corseted it all up, it was good. But if it has been a zipper or something, then I would have been in trouble. Although I was worried all night about my boobs poppin' out, 'cuase they were bustin' out of the dress. My bridesmaid dress has no corset, which will be nice too, 'cause I like to breathe, and sit! Things you can't do with a corset, and don't even talk about eating! Oh well, again I'm stoked to be a bridesmaid! YAY!
The only thing I have to stress about is getting her the perfect gift....


Mish Mash, vol ?

On Decluttering.
I was on a message board a couple weeks ago and saw that there was a thread where people were posting their goals on how many things they were going to throw away and declutter their lives. I thought it was a great idea, but unsure if I could just throw away stuff. But, ya know? I can! This weekend I threw away another 5 pair of shoes. I know shocking, 5 pairs! I was a little aghast but I hadn't worn them in over a year and they were takin' of space and we were paying people to move them, seemed ridiculous to me. So they're gone, although I had to get Adam to actually carry them to the garbage. Baby steps, right? I also garbaged some other random stuff, which takes my number up to 14. Which made me wonder, what would be a good goal for me? 100? 250? 500? 1000? Before we moved I culled my wardrobe, reducing it by two thirds, but I won't count that, since it's done.

On Trolls.
So you know that I have anonymous commenters. Mostly I'm fine with them, but I don't like them being rude, or lecturing me. Arg. So if you love me, tell me.

On Spring.
Spring has sprung! It's been springing for a while, but it's wasn't quite there, and now it's all sproinged! I'm spleased! I find it a little amusing that I'm getting excited over spring, uh, springing, since there was no snow, no cold to shake. However the fresh cut grass smell, and the blooming flowers, and even the ozone smell of rain, I love it all! I've always said that I love spring and fall best and here I am in the land of spring and fall!

On Ceramics.
I don't have any new photos, but I have a bunch of new pieces. Right now I am making a fist of rock for my brother, although he doesn't know it. I'm also making tiles for my table, rather than use mosaic tiles to create a design, instead I'm making puzzle piece tiles, and giving them an interesting finish. I can't wait until it's done and I can show you.

On Chachi.
Regan wrote how her chihuahua is a surly teenager, and it made me think of Chachi. Adam and I joke that he's a teenager with the quirks of one. To elaborate, he'll sleep all day given the chance. He would love nothing more than for me to lay in bed all day so he could too. When I get up in the mornings he gives me the look disgust and makes his way over to the couch in the sun. He's developed a selective listening habit, which is highly annoying. I have proven to be more stubborn than a five pound chihuahua, which I think is a feat on it's own. He'll do anything for food, be it puppy treats or human food. Hoever he only has a taste for high end treats though, won't eat the cheaper ones, but he will play with them. For some reason he figures he's the enforcer and when I chide the cat for something he runs over and nips at him. Why Bonsai doesn't lay the smack down on him is beyond me.

On My New Blog.
It's call What I Had For Lunch. I find often when I am talking to Gay (my stepmom) I relay recipes that I have recently made. I figure this will be a good way for me to keep track of everything I make and how I did. I like to take a recipe and alter it to make it more my taste, and I always forget what I did, or lose the post-it I wrote it on and stuck to my cupboard door. Also the number of times I've asked Gay for her chocolate pudding recipe is shameful.... It's so good though, it's English style, so it's cakey, not all gooshy like American pudding. De-vine!

On Bosu
Oh I heart a Bosu more than ever now. So much so that I might have to buy one. I still use them a lot when I work out, but now I'm using it while I work with weight, which really adds to the workout. Julie's started having me to pushups on them. It's freaky hard, but I can do it! I was explaining to my friend Lauren, who I started my journey into climbing with, about the rush I get when I work out with a bosu. I love the feeling of accomplishment I get when I can do something on it. Although I love to strength train, I never has the same feeling of accomplishment, but when I do it with the bosu, I do. It's great.

So I think that mostly covers what's going on in my life.

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Monday, March 05, 2007

The Garbage Situation, cont'd.

I've explained before about the ladies in the back. As in the back yard, living in the converted garage. There are two of them, one in, I would guess, her forty's and the other around my age. For the record I think that the younger one is much more reasonable, based on the limited conversations I have had with both of them.
Anyhow the situation today. The garbage is collected on Tuesday mornings and therefor it is taken out Monday night. If the garbage isn't taken out by the time Adam gets home he takes it all out, all being 3 garbage cans, 2 recycling cans and a larger yard waste can. Then before he leaves for work Adam brings them all back in. Sometimes one of them will take the garbage out, and it's been the younger one who does it, and if we see her doing it, we go out and help her. However often if we don't have time to take it out before we leave to go to our Monday night gaming group, we take it out when we get home. The couple weeks that we've taken it out late we get home to find that one garbage can has been taken out and one recycling container. Today again, one garbage and one recycling, and 3 black plastic bags on the curb, which pissed me off. We bring all of the cans in every week and take most of them out, and yet they won't make the effort to do it all. I know it's petty but it irritates me to no end. It's like I am back in university living with the roommate who would write her name on her apples in the fridge.
Apparently living in a converted garage removes the humanity from your soul, leaving you an old, petty, cat lady.


Warning Labels

Today I went to get my new prescriptions, and I thought I would share the warning labels on the bottles with you.

On Metformin:
take with food they really mean it too, it sucks if you don't
This medication may cause an uncommon, but serious condition called lactic acidosis. Seek medical attention if symptoms develop. This one scares me because from what I understand lactic acidosis is a really bad case of lactic acid build up. Lactic acid makes your muscles sore after you work out, and I work out hard, so sometimes I'm sore, and I freak out. But since I'm still alive it must be from working out, not the drug.
Severe or prolonged vomiting or diarrhea may cause dehydration. Call your doctor if these occur to see if you should stop taking this medication. I don't get this, but I am nauseous all of the time
Do not drink alcohol. It makes your blood sugar lower and makes you even more pukey. But I haven't temped fate to find that out first hand.

On Femara:
This medicine may be taken with or without food.
May cause drowsiness. Alcohol may intensify this effect. Use care when operating a car or dangerous machinery. Tammy, I know you have something to say about this.
Pregnant women should avoid contact with this medication. I find this mildly amusing, since it's being used to get me preggos.
May cause dizziness.

On Doxycycline: (an antibiotic I need to take before I have my hysterosalpingogram)
Take this medication at least 2 hours before or 2 hours after magnesium or aluminum products containing calcium, iron or zinc.
Medication should be taken with plenty of water.
Do not lie down for at least 30 minutes after taking this medication.
You should avoid prolonged or excessive exposure to direct and/ or artificial sunlight while taking this medication. I should anyhow.

Clearly the reason I am so bitchy three weeks of the month is because my body is desperately trying to save itself from an onslaught of evil in pill form.


Thursday, March 01, 2007


So today mother nature lets me know that I'm not pregnant. For those playing along, that's bad news in Chez Berkan. I'm at the point now that I know that I need to keep truckin' along, but the drama queen in me just wants to throw her hands up and wail out empty threats at the universe.
I'm so tired of this, I wonder how couples can do this for years? It's taking all of my strength now, and I know we haven't been trying that long. Which brings up another issue, I am aware that we have only been trying for 9 cycles, but it's still hurts, ya dig? Very well meaning people* have pointed out to me that I haven't been trying that long, and I feel guilty for getting so wrapped up in trying to get pregnant. I want to know when it's appropriate for me to start being sad, after a year, two, seven? I really try to not talk about it too much, but it has consumed me, and who I am. I've always been a drama queen but with the added hormones, it's intensified and sometimes I need to talk about it, or I might explode. Poor Chachi can only listen so much, and Bonsai sleeps all day. I don't like to blog about it in a serious manner for a variety of reasons that I can't really put my finger on, mostly pride I guess.
So anyhow I'm sad. So sad.

*there have been a few people that have said this, I'm not mad at anyone and I am not meaning for this to be an attack or even a chiding to anyone. I understand that it's said out of pure love, and I am happy that I have friends that care for me and try to make me feel better.