We are going to Vancouver - on Saturday...

Holy shit!

If anyone has any tips for keeping a one year old happy on a plane for five or so hours, let me know.

A Plea To All Torontonians...

If anyone wants a house guest from August 7-11 or thereabouts (might be a shorter trip) let me know. I *really* don't want to stay at a hotel near the airport. *shudders* At any rate, I'd love to hang out and catch up on the all the happening happenings while I'm in town. I'm doing the Toronto Gift Show, so I won't be around during the day, but my nights are pretty much free.

Happy Birthday!

Happy first birthday to my dearest Teagan!

Will post later - must go to work.

Books I Read During the Month of June:

All American Girl - Meg Cabot
The Boy Next Door - Meg Cabot
Your Wicked Ways - Eloisa James
A Wild Pursuit - Eloisa James
Much Ado About You - Eloisa James
Potent Pleasures - Eloisa James
How Not To Be A Perfect Mother - Libby Purves
Grand Passion - Jayne Ann Krentz
The Paid Companion - Amanda Quick
PS, I Love You - Cecelia Ahern

MMmmMmm... sugar in book form. Would have been even better if it involved a beach and umbrella drinks, instead of having to save every second page from a hungry 11 month old, but such is life.

Alrighty then...

So the better part of Canada Day has past, in a blur of stompy little feet and a birthday party. Now what? I was invited to a party a couple of blocks away from my house last week, but I didn't think to get the exact address and wandering down the street trying to find it seems unappealing and an awful lot of work. Particularily for a party populated by people I don't know very well. Although I must admit, I am somewhat disappointed, since I've never really been to a Canada Day party; what with the crappy jobs that often required working on stat holidays, the fact that Canada and my Mom share a birthday, and last year at this time I was the size of a small office building and had a foot permanently lodged in my bladder. Plus, there was the fact that I haven't actually attended one of this person's somewhat infamous parties (the crappy job thing again - night shifts sure do wreck havoc on a party girl's social life.) Ah well, I think I will survive the heartache, I am sure.