Victoria Day Vlog

At first I thought about just taking a day off of blogging because today is a holiday here in Canada, but then I thought I’d try my hand at my very first vlog! Oh the humanity!

As I may or may not have mentioned in the past, I have the ugliest furniture known to mankind. It’s so fugly but I can’t get rid of it because it’s Kyle’s mom’s. Yay to having a place to live, boo to not being able to use my own furniture.

Kyle and I actually have out own couch and chair in the basement, but we’ve never bothered to bring it upstairs because we were afraid of Kyle’s cat (when it was alive) getting hair all over it. (I’m somewhat allergic)

Anyway, I present to you my very first vlog!

Hope you enjoyed the delightful insight into my humble abode! I hope all my Canadian readers had an awesome May Long Weekend and that my US readers have a good one coming up! :)

Do YOU have a piece of furniture that you’re ashamed to show?

Friday Food: WTF?

So it’s almost 10pm on Thursday night and after not realizing I have yet to cook anything spectacular and have had no WTF moments, I got nothing for Friday’s post! I was going to make amazing cornmeal jam-buster muffins on Wednesday but a lame doctor’s visit (which I posted somewhat about yesterday) put that on hold. I’ll have something for you next week my pretties, I promise!

For now I present to you my least favourite foods. As in, I will probably vomit if I eat them, or at least protest the meal. We’ll call it a Friday Food/WTF Friday mash up!

So, number one on my list is calamari:

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I used to quite like it, until I went to a less-than-spectacular pub in town (it’s mediocre at best) and threw it all up later in the evening. (No, I wasn’t wasted!) Now those little tentacles and round little rings make me want to instahurl. Yuck. Moving on …

Number two is stew:

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Yeah, I know it’s suppose to be good ol’ stick to your ribs home cookin’, but I have never liked it. The veggies taste too much like veggies. The potatoes are too potatoey. The carrots too carroty. Your grandma could cook her prize-winning beef stew for me and I would probably still not like it. Sorry Grandma!

Number three is coleslaw:

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It’s cabbage. Yeah, dressing makes most things better, but not cold, uncooked cabbage. Or maybe it’s the dressing I don’t like. Hmm … maybe I’ll have to do some investigating in the future. For now, hold the slaw please!

Number four is cinnamon:

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I don’t hate it completely, but a strong smell of it makes me nauseous. It’s probably because of too much Fireball all at once back in the day. Now strong smells of cinnamon make me queezy. Unless it’s in the form of ooey-gooey cinnamon buns. Oh yes. *drool*

I suppose I’ll end on a high-note with visions of delicious cinnamon buns inĀ  my head.

Happy weekend my homies, and tell me What makes your gut growl in anger?

TMI Thursday

Hold the phone Batman! It’s funny, I’ve been waiting for the perfect moment to come up to add to the TMI Thursday madness that occurs over on LiLu’s domain, but since she’s pulling the plug on the escapade, I’m just going to have to dig up what I have to give TMI Thursday the best send off it deserves!

And with that, I bring to you my most horrific moment in life ….

It was the Summer of 2008, and Kyle and I were off to a magical lake-side land to visit an old friend of his and the friend’s family. It was fine and lovely, with fresh corn on the cob and Chicken Caesar salads, funny stories and the like. Then, the drinking games began. We started playing card games, which happened to be around the same time as a BC Lions football game. Kyle played card games for a while before retiring inside to watch the last half of the football game.

I, however, stayed with the drinking festivities, downing peach vodka and 7-Up, Patron and Jagerbombs. Did I mention tequila makes me slightly crazy? It’s like whiskey to the Irish (which I also can’t drink). Bad bad bad. Kyle emerged from the house after maybe 20 minutes of football to find me drunker than a sailor, barely able to sit up. And then the show began.

I got violently ill off of the side of the porch, right onto the neighbour’s property (Subway has never tasted the same since then), causing myself (and Kyle) to be rather embarrassed since the friend’s parents had been such amazing hosts. It’s a good thing the friend’s mom is amazingly cool and awesome and has known me forever, because it only got worse.

We jump to me being tucked into bed, head spinning, to where I thought I had to get up to go to the bathroom. Cue peeing on the floor. Coordination fail! I emerge from the house in a drunken splendor mumbling “….I …. peed … on … the floor ….” to Kyle and friend’s mom. “You what???” I repeat. They get up to check, and I hang my head in shame outside while they do damage control. They come back out, “Kara, you’re crazy, there’s nothing there.” Then I decide that it was actually in the bed. They check. Nothing. Oh, did I mention I’m actually hallucinating due to all the boozey sickness in my body? Yeah, none of that happened.

Cue me going to the private RV park bathroom next door and sobbing my eyes out for being so drunk I barely know where I am, and Kyle worrying that I have alcohol poisoning and wanting to drive me an hour & a half to the hospital in Kamloops. Oh, and the awkward moments the morning after were a joy.

But, like I said, the friend’s parents are awesome and they even had us back the next summer. I however, kept in control of my liquor and have not touched tequila or Jagermeister since.

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So there you go! My first and last contribution to TMI Thursday. I must say, the tales of horror I’ve read in the brief time I’ve been on the blogging scene were great. I tip my glass of non-alcoholic apple juice to the TMI’ers who aren’t afraid to go big :)

Bon Voyage TMI Thursday! May your awkward moments live on forever!