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Where did my week go?

Oh my gosh I can’t believe it’s Thursday. I feel like I’m caught in some kind of time bubble. Yesterday it felt like the week was already over, but today it feels like it went too fast!

I’ve been pretty busy this week with work (things are finally picking up. Yay!) and with other after-work commitments. Plus I watched season 2 of True Blood which was a bit of a time vampire.

Ahahahah! I crack myself up sometimes! But seriously, that is a totally fang-tastic show! I just love it to death! If you haven’t seen it already I encourage you to rent or download the first season and start from there. It’s very interesting and is just different enough to be really awesome to watch. But not TOO different, if you know what I mean.

A little update on the financial side… has anyone else noticed that they seem to have less and less money even though their spending habits and income have remained the same? I haven’t really changed what or how often I buy things over the past 2 years (and thanks to the recession my salary hasn’t changed in the past 2 years either. Ugh) but I feel as though I have less and less money. The only thing I can think of is that the cost of living has gone up. I figure things like groceries, food, and clothing prices have all been secretly creeping up over time. Now when I buy the same item it is actually costing me more. But I haven’t had the salary increase to balance that out.

Do you think my theory would hold water?

I’ve gone back to tracking my spending again using a spreadsheet on Google Docs. It helps me see where my money is going and how much I am actually spending. No surprise, most of my money is spent on eating out, but I have been making efforts to cook at home more and have a few no-spend days, too!

No-spend days for me are basically whenever I don’t spend money on food or other random items I don’t really need at that moment. Though I doubt that I could go an entire week without spending a penny. Life just doesn’t work like that in the city.

Anyway, I am excited for the holiday season that is coming up. I’m trying to figure out who I am going to give gifts to this year, and what they will get! I wonder how much shopping I will actually have to do?

One more thing… I know I’ve been lax with the juicy posts lately, but I have a few rolling around in my head, and I’ve got a contest/giveaway coming up for those fantastic My Bag reusable bags I reviewed a while ago. I think they’ll be the perfect item to help you get your shopping done, or to give as a gift!

Stay tuned! :)


I just finished watching a couple of episodes of Hoarders, and I can’t help but think how interesting the show is, and how engaging.

It’s such an emotional thing for these people, and I find that watching the show makes me emotional too.

I sat back and watched as we toured the homes of hoarders; they lived in filth and utter chaos and some of them didn’t even realize how big of a problem they had and were totally unwilling to change.

As I watched my lip curled in disgust at some of these places/people, then I’m sure I had that wide-eyed look of horror in there somewhere too. I just can’t fathom how people can live like that. (Yes I realize it is a mental illness and they have my sympathy, but I still can’t personally fathom that behaviour)
After the show I looked around me and some of the disgust I felt watching the show transferred itself onto my space. I didn’t realize it until I sat down and started writing this, but the show subconsciously affected me.

I took my dishes to the sink as usual and suddenly found myself washing my “filthy” kitchen floor by hand, scrubbing the countertops and re-arranging odds & ends. I think I went into some sort of semi-panic, believing that my house was just not clean enough in response to the depravity I saw on TV.

In my room I dusted my travel bookshelf, moved a lamp, changed my curio arrangements, put my jewellery away, put all my clothes away & refolded 2 drawers and ruthlessly went through my closet purging things with wild abandon. You should see my “donate” pile now!

And I’m still not satisfied.

It makes me wonder if I’m similar to the hoarders in that I am somehow compelled to do these things. It gets me high, makes me feel good. Except that I end up with an (even cleaner) apartment and they get the opposite.

My place is pretty normal, with a normal amount of clutter and dust bunnies. It is significantly cleaner than all of my friends’ homes. But everywhere I look I see things that I wish just weren’t there. But I can’t really put them anywhere else or get rid of them as I’ve already gone through the purging process several times and these items survived all of the processes. So obviously I need to keep them. And I use them regularly.

I’ve been constantly trying to rearrange and organize my space. I don’t want to go minimalist but I certainly don’t want as much junk out there as I currently have. So I’ve been trying to find creative ways to cope with all my belongings. For example, I just got a scanner so I can go paperless and ditch my filing box. If I ever have money again I’d like to buy a new desk & drawer system so I can give everything a proper home.

Man, this show has really affected me! I think it may be a good thing for me if it makes me purge more useless things after every episode!

I think I’m going to stop here now. This post is already too much verbal clutter!

Random thoughts from people our age

Just got this forwarded in an email to me and I had to share. It’s just TOO true.

-I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.

-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.

-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.

-I don’t understand the purpose of the line, “I don’t need to drink to have fun.” Great, no one does. But why start a fire with flint and sticks when they’ve invented the lighter?

-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you’re going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you’re crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

-That’s enough, Nickelback.

-I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.

-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the “people you may know” feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?

-Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn’t work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no internet or message boards or FAQ’s. We just figured it out. Today’s kids are soft.

-There is a great need for sarcasm font.

-Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the f was going on when I first saw it.

-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I’ll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone’s laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I’m still the only one who really, really gets it.

-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

– I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.

– A recent study has shown that playing beer pong contributes to the spread of mono and the flu. Yeah, if you suck at it.

– Was learning cursive really necessary?

– Lol has gone from meaning, “laugh out loud” to “I have nothing else to say”.

– I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

– Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.

– My brother’s Municipal League baseball team is named the Stepdads. Seeing as none of the guys on the team are actual stepdads, I inquired about the name. He explained, “Cuz we beat you, and you hate us.” Classy, bro.

– Whenever someone says “I’m not book smart, but I’m street smart”, all I hear is “I’m not real smart, but I’m imaginary smart”.

– How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear what they said?

– I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

– Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using ‘as in’ examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss’s last name to an attorney and said “Yes that’s G as in…(10 second lapse)..ummm…Gooni es”

-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?

– While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it…thanks Mario Kart.

– MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

– Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

– I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

-I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.

– Bad decisions make good stories

-Whenever I’m Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don’t mind if I do!

– Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year?

-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I’m from, this shouldn’t be a problem….

-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you’ve made up your mind that you just aren’t doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don’t want to have to restart my collection.

-There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

-I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

– “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this ever.

-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There’s so much pressure. ‘I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren’t watching this. It’s only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?’

-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?

– I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

-When I meet a new girl, I’m terrified of mentioning something she hasn’t already told me but that I have learned from some light internet stalking.

-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it’s on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

-Why is a school zone 20 mph? That seems like the optimal cruising speed for pedophiles…

– As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

-Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

-I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn’t know what do to with it.

-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey – but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time…

-My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?” How the hell do I respond to that?

-It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on and the link takes me to a video instead of text.

-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

-I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.

-The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There’s nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner.

Storm Season

Oooh, there’s an awesome storm happening outside as I type this.

This whole weekend it’s been crazy in terms of weather. My body isn’t too happy… I’m a human barometer and the weather changes and storms have been causing me serious pain. I was laid up most of yesterday and into the night with an awful body-based migraine.

The rain isn’t the only thing that is crazy this weekend. On Saturday the weather was overcast but otherwise alright. It rained a little at the Taste of the Danforth (mmm I nommed loads of delish Greek food) but nothing spectacular.

This morning I woke up to a weird storm–it went as dark as night then started in with thunder and lightning. When it was right over my house there was a huuuuge CRACK!! of thunder, and all the car alarms in the neighbourhood went off! Incroyable!

After that passed, the retarded levels of heat and humidity moved in. I offer you the following evidence:

You see that little “feels like” section? Yeah. 42. That’s in celsius, my friends (108 Fahrenheit). Vancouver, I think we’ve got you matched for heat now!

While I was away at Spirits Fest I did a ceremonial sweat lodge. While not nearly as hot as the sweat lodge, it’s pretty fucking close outside right now. Like, the humidity/heat level of the lodge when you’re just getting into it and haven’t fully heated it up yet.

I plan to take a cold shower and sleep naked tonight with 3 fans pointed in my direction. That’s the only way I can bear it in my apartment. The A/C doesn’t reach all the way into my room.

Fingers crossed the heat will break tomorrow!

A Happy Interruption

We interrupt our normal programming on Ginger Won’t Snap to bring you this:

That is all.


Crockpot Postpartum

Well, I did it.

I gave away my baby.

My first crockpot, my starter love. That which got me cooking for the first time.

Even though it had no lid, my crockpot never failed me. Imbued with the cooking wisdom of 28 years, she cooked evenly and thoroughly every time.

Today I gave her away to someone in need of a new crockpot, but she will never leave my heart. It feels strange, not having the old crockpot around anymore. Just two young whippersnappers to take her place. Will they stand the test of time?

Did I do the right thing? I posted her on Craigslist in the free section, and many wanted her. The first to respond was a man named Steve. He holds her now, and will take care of her. I hope her heating element will go on–like Celine Dion’s heart.

I will never forget you, crockpot. Fare thee well.

Is Citrus the New Keychain?

The ramp up to summertime is in full swing, and so are the street teams and summer promo parties in my part of the world.

I’ve noticed an interesting trend lately: Citrus fruit in lieu of trinkets-n-trash keychains/magnets/pens.

Why just today I was at the corner of King & Spadina and two blonde girls in matching hotpants were giving away rather succulent-looking limes to promote some kind of website.

Oh look! Here’s a photo for you!

A few weeks earlier I received a whole, honest-to-goodness real lemon in a gift bag from Bombay Sapphire. I was quite impressed.

I think I prefer receiving fruit as a promotional item compared to other garbage. At least this way it’s useful, and I can eat it!

I’ll be keeping my eyes “peeled” for any further invasion of fruit (particularly the portable citrus! Sunkist, where are you?!) and I pose you the question:

Have you received any promotional fruit lately?