Happy Trip!

Apparently wearing a skirt to work today is a big deal. Maybe because my skirt drags on the floor and five people have already tripped.

Revised Mission Statement

I will lose 10 lbs by Saturday, August 26, 2006 which is about 6 weeks from today.

A family called a few minutes ago to ask if I can perform for her and her husband’s wedding anniversary. We’ve known their family for a long time so it was difficult for me to say “no”, especially when in the old days, they used to let me ride their goat.

There will be approximately 100 guests. Oh dear. I like attention but only Brent’s!

So maybe starting tomorrow, I will really eat healthy. I had my exercise dose on Tuesday and Wednesday. I took a break yesterday and probably today. Which means tomorrow, I will need to do 5 sets of “The Electric Slide” and 5 sets of “Macarena”. That should be fine.

Must not abort mission. I'm a hula dancer not a belly dancer.


Bless.

X-Men Wears Prada

Last night, Brent took me to the movies and paid for my ticket and popcorn.

He bought one ticket for The Devil Wears Prada and one for X-Men III.

I thought it was kind of weird seeing separate shows but I was intent on watching mine. Plus, he paid for the tickets so all I could do was nod my head, cover my mouth and giggle furiously.

I have to tell you, watching a movie without him was like sleeping on twenty mattresses with a pea hidden underneath. I was restless!

The show was great but I would have enjoyed it more if he was there. I missed him. One of the great things I love about going to the movies is having him sit next to me. He’s such a friendly neighbour. He would always rest his hand on my lap, touch my arm, or whisper sweet nothings. I love that he lets me know he is there. I’m quite afraid of the dark.

To my delight, near the end of the film, he found me and sat next me. He decided to skip the end of his movie to be with me and keep me company. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one suffering from withdrawal symptoms (and/or who ran out of popcorn).

I love him so much. Next weekend, I will take him the movies so he can watch the ending of The Devil Wears Prada. Wait, we're going to a wedding next weekend. Okay, the following weekend... wait, I think we're going out for my birthday. Right... and following after that we have two weddings to go to!

I love him so much. Next weekend, I will buy him a coke.


E. & O. E.

Day 1

So last night, I started Day 1 of my summer project:

30 mins cardio -- dancing
10 mins weights

Good but...

I was a little bad today. I had another slice of cake. Yikes. It was a small serving but still, yikes.

I definitely have to get some exercise tonight. Need to really make the effort since I'm meeting some friends at Starbucks this evening. Note to self: stay away from anything that ends with 'iatto' and 'atte'; go for anything that ends with 'ea' or 'ater'.

Oh I bought a package of gummy bears from the vending machine today. I also had a hot chocolate. And a burrito. Bean & Cheese. Packaged and processed. Kill me now.


Bless.

I'm Not A Survivor

I miss Brent! He is away on another school field trip. He left yesterday and will be back tomorrow. I don’t think I can survive another day!

Mission Statement

I will lose 10 lbs by Tuesday, September 12, 2006 which is exactly 10 weeks from today.

With lots of hard work and full support from my fiancé, I think this is workable. I have calculated the numbers and in order for me to reach my goal. I will need to lose at least 1 lb per week. Or lose 10 lbs on the 10th week.

I’m a bit hesitant on starting today. For Syama’s birthday, we enjoyed a feast in her honour. The lunch included many creamy ingredients and cake and I ate for three. However, knowing that I have eaten more than I should have, this will only motivate me to start taking time out this afternoon to work out.

Losing 1 lb shouldn’t be too bad but maintaining the loss is another thing especially when I have not been exercising daily.

It has been a couple of weeks since I’ve danced. Lessons will not begin until September. And it has been weeks since I last played court volleyball. Court volleyball was a good source of exercise for me– it kept my heart pumping and it was loads of fun. Plus, flirting with Brent kept the blood circulating. Actually, make that a big plus. Yes, we have been playing beach volleyball this summer, but it's not the same.

I miss dance and volleyball. I can’t wait until we start again this fall. Having that said, I am confident that in a couple of months, I will continue my previous exercise regime. Until then, I need to move it, move it.

So, this afternoon I will do at least 30 minutes of cardio followed by some muscle strengthening. Which reminds me, I need to follow-up on those leg exercises. Brent makes me weak in the knees.

I will post my progress in future posts. If you haven’t heard anything, mission aborted.

Baby Beluga

On Wednesday, Brent and I hung out with four beluga whales.

I was quite surprised at how small they were. Brent informed me that whales generally aren't that huge. Apparently, they can't swallow ships and people don't live inside them. He knows this because he wrote a paper on whales.

Did I mention that the belugas were so cute? They were! I thought they looked like semi-roasted marshmallows!

By the way, I don't like burnt marshmallows.

When we went to Tofino, I found a really nice stick for roasting marshmallows. It was perfect for making those beluga-like shapes. I was so excited and showed it to Brent. He took the marshmallow off, threw it at my face, and poked me with the stick. Then he started to sing "baby beluga in the deep blue sea."

I was appalled!

Just kidding, he never referred me to a whale. But he once called me a mad cow.

The real story...

Apparently there is a rumour going around as to how things started between Bless and I, and I just wanted to set the record straght.

The events actually went as follows:

"Brent and I met late October of last year at a volleyball drop-in (@ Cameron Centre). I noticed him the first day he showed up - with his good looks and all, he was not hard to miss. Plus, he was the only one doing warm-up sprints."

I wasn't doing wind sprints, I had eaten a burrito that wasn't sitting well.

After that, yes we did play on the same team, but the conversation went like this:

"Golly, I like volleyball players, they really rip!"

"What?"

"I like to dance."

"Who are you?"

"Do you like lotto tickets? I work for a place that does something with lotto tickets."

"You work at 7-11?"

"I wish! No, I'm Bless."

"I'm Brent."

"Would you like to see my coconuts?"

"... uh... okay"

And then the rest of the story is pretty much on track.

The Beginning

I bet everyone’s wondering how two perfect people like Brent and I ever met in the first place?

Don’t be embarrassed. I would be curious too. We’re quite astounding. In fact, according to B&B Almanac, we’re the number one couple in the universe.

So sit back, read along, and be amazed at what I am about to tell you.


Brent and I met late October of last year at a volleyball drop-in (@ Cameron Centre). I noticed him the first day he showed up - with his good looks and all, he was not hard to miss. Plus, he was the only one doing warm-up sprints.

Brent and I ended up playing on the same team the following week, and that’s how we first met. Oh lucky stars. I don’t remember the whole conversation but it went something like this:

Brent: “Hi, I’m Brent.”
Bless: “I’m Bless.”
Brent: “Can I show you my light sabre?”
Bless: “No.”
Brent: “Do you want to touch it?”
Bless: “You’re creepy.”

And so our intrigues carried on every Wednesday:

Brent: “How about now?”
Bless: “No.”

Brent: “Now?”
Bless: “No.”

Brent: “O-kay, now?”
Bless: “No.”

After playing hard-to-get and flashing wicked smiles across the courts, Brent and I exchanged phone numbers.

He called me two days later. After telling him that I’m not Polynesian, and after telling me that he doesn’t work for a computer company, we planned our date for the following evening.

On Saturday, December 3, 2005, he took me to see ‘A Twisted Christmas Carol’ and afterwards, rewarded my good behaviour with some delicious eats. What an amazing night. When he picked me up at the nearest gas station, I knew he was the One.

So there you have it. A short story about how Brent and I first met. Unfortunately, as I started writing this post, work found its way to my desk therefore I had to leave out some details. Perhaps I will write those details in future posts… stay tuned for “Brent’s Light Sabre vs. Bless’ Force Fields.”


Bless.

Arachnophobia

Sick.

I was just faxing some documents and a nasty spider landed on my hair. I watched it in horror as it dangled from my strands.

Hmmm, maybe I'll gain some Spiderman qualities! Oh yeah, I forgot... I hate Spiderman.

...down came the rain and WASHED the spider out.

Oh super.

On Friday night, Brent took me to the premier of "Superman Returns" and gee, I had a super fun time. The movie was just super. Why was it super? Maybe because I've always liked Superman. He was one of my favourite super heroes when I was younger. But when Supergirl came out, let's just say Superman wasn't that super anymore.

Anyhow, I want everyone to know that I'm back on track and I think Superman is cool again. I didn't realize that he has so much super powers! He flies, he blows super cold air, he's super fast and super strong, and he can do super cool things with his super cool eyes. I think he's much more super than those X-MEN people. Batman smells, Robin can go lay an egg and Spiderman can go shove his bleep up the water spout.

Yes Superman is super. But guess what? On Friday, June 30th, I was sitting next to a real life Superman. If you haven't met Brent yet, he is a super person. I don't think he can fly, but I know he can jump higher than me and that he is faster than me. He can blow cold air in the winter time - most times he doesn't even wear his jacket which makes him super strong. He can do super cool things too with his super cool eyes. Like when he gets angry at me and looks at me, he can make me cry.

Anyway, I just want to let everybody know that I have my own Superman... so go get your own.


Bless