Blech. Or to be more specific, I feel blechy.
Yes, I did just title this post “Blech”. I’m not proud of it, but, well, that’s as inspired as I am feeling today. It’s just one of those days… or few days, I guess. I didn’t sleep much last night, my body seems to be trying to tell me something about how much it dislikes me, which is fine, because frankly I’m not super pleased with it either, and all in all, I feel blech. I could go on a 1,000 word rant about some insignificant nothing that happened but bugged me, but instead, in an effort to try NOT to give in to this blech-iness, I thought I would try being “positive”. Po. Si. Tive.
So, here are some things that are making me happy, and potentially keeping me from LOSING my junk on some poor unsuspecting person in line at Tim Hortons, or Timmy HoHos, as we like to call it. Actually, that’s a good place to start. Calling it Timmy HoHos makes me happy. As does the mental image/memory of Sally borrowing a uniform from a girl who worked at our local Timmy Hohos on St. Laurent for Hallowe’en about five years ago, and then being surprised that no one hit on her at the party that we went to. Understand that I’m not suggesting that it makes me happy that no one hit on Sally, but remembering her in full uniform, holding a tray of coffee cups for the entire party makes me smile. Also, understand that I’m in NO way poking fun at any of the good people who work at Timmy’s. It’s a tough job, dealing with cranky people like me, and they deserve a hand for doing it. In the absence of a photo of Sal in that Hallowe’en costume, here’s one of Greg, in his fave costume EVER, as Mr. Plaid. I don’t even… I’ve got no explanation… I… but… yeah. It still makes me happy.

I just spent an hour or so with Amanda and Clementine at the store in Westmount, and she makes me happy. She’s delicious.

It makes me even happier that I am going over to Amanda’s tonight to hang out, drink some champagne in honour of our 10 year anniversary last week, which we didn’t celebrate because I think I was feeling blechy. Anyhow, at the same time as we are sipping some Veuvy (that’s for you, Steph… Veuvy), we will be getting manicures from Lindsay again. I’m thinking of something bright and sparkly… but the possibilities are endless.

After that, I’m going to my sister’s to babysit the kids for a few days, and I can’t wait to show Lily my new mani. She will probably be beside herself with excitement, and I will have to try and do her nails in some similar fashion. Thankfully, she’s 4, so her standards are not that high. Low expectations are making me happy right now. Speaking of my sister’s kids, this picture of Jacob and I from a few weeks ago makes me happy.

It makes me happy that we are receiving new Fall merchandise every day. Right now, we are waiting for Nougat and Mercy, amongst others. That should make a lot of people happy, actually! Here are a few images of items we should be seeing soon.

Sweaters by Nougat.

Dresses by Mercy.
Wow. Blech-crisis averted. This day is looking pretty good! Thanks for listening… like you had a choice.


Clementine? Cutest name ever. And possibly the cutest baby ever. I might be a bit sad she’ll be sleeping when I see you guys later.
mmmmmm. veuvy.
Okay…no veuvy ( my bad) but good wine, good nails and perfect company!!! Ihad so much fun and I loooooooove my nails!!!!