Hello folks,

I have been a bad blogger.  However today I bring to you, amongst other things-  The Royal Winter Fair.   

We hadn't been there since we just just wee little babies.  I bought our tickets online beforehand.  This way we would be less likely to BAIL OUT if we... perhaps... well I don't know- maybe drank too much wine the night before... or something.

(Girls night on Saturday.  Wish I had pics, cuz' we all looked smokin')

So here goes the ROYAL:

 There were pumpkins and stuff.

 BIG ones....

Big nasty ones!

Oh and believe it or not we did manage to find some WINE.

 

My camera just couldn't capture essence the of the SUPERDOGS.

Let's just say I wasn't able to find an appropriate camera setting that would show the dogs as anything but a fuzzy smear.

Ok so this is NOT my video and it is from LAST year... but this was the highlight of those dogs (for us):

The Double Lennie was what we called it (coined term by us, of course)

Also-  Festival Goers fear not!  There are still FREE things out there, like the two picture (postcards) below!

Once the white trash family in front of us NOTICED that there was a lineup forming.. we got our turn. 

And then went back later on (apres Vino)

Monday I bid adieu to my sis and headed out with my favorite work pals. Tuesday I has my pal Sarah visit for the day.

It was all GO GO GO.

All in all a pretty exhausting few days for the Zerbinator.

Corey returned home on Wednesday and I got some sweet Birthday time with him.  

My card, of course, had a TUXEDO theme.

Which pretty much brings me to.....

Tonight-

 

 PS my local making the Wall Street Journal  = priceless:

http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424127887324073504578115083324809740.html

I AM SO RELIEVED

...... that is all.  Wonderful news to wake up to.  Nice work Obama!

BANG

http://www.wimp.com/animalsactors/

Shake it off

C'est Halloween 2012

Well this year's festivities took me once again to the lovely home of the lovely... Treasure Troll, Christie:

Upon arriving I was excited to meet the new addition to Jen and Martin's family....(sooo sweet, and literally the softest thing I've ever touched)

TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP TAP

Even Chad KIND OF dressed up.

Jen was feeding on the guests....

Ohhhhh Lance needle in the Armstrong

She might get angry for the above photo... so If it disappears in the future you'll know there was a BAD EGG!

(There's a guinea pig in there)

And finally SEX on legs.  Looking good NIKI

Shortest Attention Span.... ever

now playing

Remember back when I discovered my newest crush?

Well CHECK THIS OUT:

http://nothingsgonnastopmenow.com

There Are No Words......

Holy Crap I love this guy!

First of all his cat's name is RUFUS..... Second of all

!

Oh, the humanity!

So... yesterday after work, I got on my bicycle and began my trek home.  This has been a sometimes trying journey for me due to the uphill nature of said commute.  Yesterday was even more problematic.  Picture this- Sicily 1945...... OK not so much.  Let us try again-

Picture this- Dundas Street, 2012.  KZ biking home listening in her iPod (quietly- I am no dum dum) to some LCD Soundsystem - Dance Yrself Clean  when I realized a sound that most definitely was not coming from the tunes in my ear buds, rather my "ride".

I popped out one ear bud, and sure enough THIS SOUND was being projected out of my supercycle, varying in tone and severity:

I sheepishly tried to make my way north-- up my usual route of sleepy, one way-ed side streets only realizing that the quieter the road I was on, the LOUDER my bike sounded to those around.  So I then tried NOT to pedal (the sound only happens whilest pedaling).  That only slowed me down (obviously?) and prolonged my ear-splitting presence!

So I did what anyone would do- MADE IT to Kilgours, parked it and waited for my main squeeze... along with a very deserved bottle of Export to keep me company (hey! I never admitted to being any kind of Beer Connoisseur- I'll pretty much drink it all!).

C arrived, we played some trivia and then (after a few pops) made the final trek 1 km up our street.  The bike was making so much noise and C and I just howled the whole way home.  Who would have knew that my initial embarrassment could turn into sheer joy - just 3 beers later!!

My poor bike though. 

Here she is in all her glory. "Bea Arthur" The bike with the veggie burger bell.  

The fact that I have not put a cent into her since I got her back in the spring of 2007 shows that she has been good to me.  But it may be time for an upgrade.  Of course we will have a look at her and see what the DEAL could be.  Perhaps a little greasy-greasy will fix her up real nice... I am hoping at least to get me through the fall.  

And then next year- a new bike could be in my future.  

"Bea 2".

This is what it looks like to fall for MY FATHER'S worst joke..... via at-work messaging: