Weekend

I found myself singing in the elevator this morning. I guess that means I had a good weekend, then... also as evidence should serve the fact that I’ve been a lazy blogger.

On Friday night I woke up because it was raining outside! I never thought I’d love the sound of rain that much, but it’s been so dry for so long hearing that was so cleansing. And when Saturday came, it was wonderfully misty and rainy which made me deliriously happy... I guess I’m really becoming a true Vancouverite. After burning a bunch of DVDs for the folks back home, I took the packages and letters I’ve been meaning to send (like, forever) to post office. After that I went to do some shopping, and ended up buying two pairs shoes... first one was a pair of fuchsia Adidas trainers with raw silk finish (I couldn’t find a photo, sorry, maybe later) and second was a pair of the sexiest shoes I’ve ever owned by our own John Fluevog. I tried out the black ones too, but they just didn’t hold the va-va-voom that these ones did so hence I ended up with two pairs of purple shoes.

So of course the girl goes, like, I need some purple clothes with my purple shoes. So I went shopping on Robson in quest to find some purple-ness to put into my wardrobe, and I was trying on a purple coat in this one shop when my phone rings. It was Laura who just happened to be doing her shopping just few blocks away so we met up for some coffee and ended up chatting for three hours. It would be a lie to say we had to cut it short, but since I had invited people over to watch Seven Samurai we had to put a sock on it at some point and went to buy some food from Capers. Laura made her fantastic guacamole and I made my salsa with heirloom tomatoes (without coriander) and the boys who had been working all day joined us later on – no one else came but we are happy that way too, we spend quite a lot of time just the four of us anyway.

On Sunday I spend my customary few hours on Skype with Chu while drinking new rooibos chai I had picked up from Teaz (I’m not too impressed with it, it’s too citrus-y). Afterwards I had promised to help Connie – a fitness centre she was applying for a yoga teacher job had asked her to give a photo portfolio (don’t know why) – so we took some yoga photos of her down on the beach. She’s so incredibly funny and pretty it was just a big pleasure for me. Weather was back to incredibly fine sunny weather, but there’s a bite in the air now that wasn’t there before Saturday’s rain.

After burning her photos on a CD for her, and also giving her a copy of Thursday’s Flow Yoga show (she was on it with me) I went to Capers to do some grocery shopping. It’s been literally months since I’ve been cooking regularly – I think it was sometime around my last teacher training and the stress of my mom being ill that I lost the track of cooking and taking care my eating... So on Sunday I decided that it was really time to get back to it, and I bought a whole chicken and made a spicy paprika chicken hotpot. After eating out and take-out for months, I can say again with full conviction that nothing beats home cooking.

Rest of the evening I spent giggling on the sofa reading Ouran High School Host Club manga (I'm getting into shojo... oh dear) while Dragon was watching brutal violence in the form of PRIDE. Life is good.

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