You’ll have to excuse me, I’m not at my best

I’ve been gone for two weeks, I’ve been drunk since I left
These so-called vacations will soon be my death
I’m so sick from the drink, I need home for a rest!

OK, that may be a bit of an exaggeration… but it’s a good song nonetheless.

So, I’m home now. I had a very restful two weeks visiting family and friends in Toronto, which was exactly what I needed. I was SO burnout when I left and a fortnight of doing little to no thinking was exactly what I needed. I stayed with my sister and my neice, who don’t have internet access set up at their new place (they, like me, just moved), so I was out of the blogosphere for a while there. After the initial withdrawal symptoms, I decided that being “unplugged” for a little while was good for me.

Anyway, since I’ve been away for a while, I thought I’d present you with a summary of My Vacation in Numbers:

  • days away: 17
  • items of clothing brought, but not worn: 33
  • hours slept during the 3 days at the conference: 7
  • cost of trip from London, ON to T.O.: $0*
  • movies watched: 4.5
  • subway trips taken: 29
  • hot guys that hit on me in subway stations: 3
  • new pairs of shoes obtained: 3
  • new purses obtained: 2
  • # of those shoes/purses that I actually bought myself: 0**
  • cost of pedicure & fake nails manicure: $70
  • amount that I actually paid for this myself: $0**
  • days before I broke one of the nails: 2
  • total number of nails broken (so far): 3
  • appreciation level of Torontians for my awesome footwear, relative to that of Vancouverites: ~10%
  • new words/phrases we taught my 19 month old neice: 8*
  • Zanta sitings: 3
  • galas attended: 1
  • new restaurants/pubs/bars experienced: 15

Well, there you have it! Now you all there is to know about my trip!

*thanks for the ride, Nicole

**thanks Mom!

***at least… I have a feeling that there were more, but I can remember 8 for sure (Aunt Beth, crazy talk, blueberries, mauve, burgandy, Huggies, excuse me, tempeh… she already knew a ridiculous amount of words* before I got there, so there wasn’t much left to teach her**)

****seeing as I know no other 19 month olds, I’m really not qualified to judge if the amount of words she knows makes her a complete genius or completely average, but I’m going to take an aunt’s perogative and say “she’s a complete genius!”

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  • Actually, that would be:

    – Awesome Indian Meals eaten with cool people: 2

    as my sister, my neice and I went to Indian Flavour in the Atrium, which was also good.

    I also forgot to include:

    – Meeting up with cool bloggers and their wife: 1
    – Photos taken of my eyes & shoes to appease my over-inflated ego: a whole roll full!


  • Hahahaha.


    I didn’t want to mention that here.
    But you do have nice eyes and feet/shoes.

    I’ll have to post one of those soon on Figtography


  • I think you neglected to include the number of unattractive and/or crazy people that hit on you in subway stations. Cause there had to be a few of those too, unless you were in, like, the subway station of the gods. In which case: where can I go about finding that place?


  • Interestingly, there were only like two uglies that hit on me in the subway. And they weren’t even *that* ugly… what I want to know, Dave, is why do *you* want to know which subway station all the hot guys hang out in?


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