Hope you enjoyed your Easter weekend! Sorry for the break in between posts, I was in Joussard all weekend and am only now getting back to my blog!
First things first, I want to congratulate all of the EBM11s on their recent graduation! I’m so proud of you guys!
These are most of the EBM11 students and some of the faculty — with THE Nicholas Humphries in the front row. (Top Row – L to R – Christine, Jose, Tae Won, Miguel, Kristy, Barbara, Ellie, Seb, Jessica, Josh, Bob – and half of someone I can’t quite make out. – Bottom Row – L to R – Louise, Richie, Nick, Emily and Sam.) (Missing in the photo : Adam and Courtney)
So a big congrats to you guys! Can’t wait to see what you guys do in the future!
Next up : I flew to Edmonton the morning after their grad to come home for Easter, visit my fam, and get ready to start working again upon my return to Vancouver! (As I read through this post I realized just how many exclamation points I use…)
The morning I left was a huge gong show as usual. I left the house at my “late” leaving time of 6:15 am (my flight left at 8am) so I was rushing down the street with my huge suitcase with a busted wheel as well as my carry-on suitcase – which was just a bit too big to sit comfortably on top of the big suitcase, so I drug them both — and my backpack with a broken strap which I didn’t realize until I got into the elevator – already late. It was just like bam.bam.bam. But I was determined to get to the airport on time!
I ran (who am I kidding, I struggled to walk) to the sky train station and when I made it there, everything was closed… and the doors were locked.. This is where the panic started to set in.
I had a total of $3.75 in my pocket and $3.98 in my bank account… and shit where the hell was my debit card?! I lost it again! Then I really started to freak out – but remembered not to freak out and tried to use my “producer skills” to solve my problem instead of having a melt down at 630am on Good Friday in the streets of Vancouver. (I later found my debit card in my suitcase…brilliant packing.)
I walked over to the hotels where there’s about 10 cabs lined up, called my mom and asked her for her credit card number so I could pay for a cab — mine is frozen in a block of ice at home so that I learn my lesson. Found a driver who was willing to take me to the airport and said he’d have me there in 15 minutes — and wouldn’t you know it, he did.
I got to the airport at 6:50, noted his number down and his license plate just in case he tries anything funny with her card — because Criminal Minds has rotted my brain – and made my way into the airport!
Checked in, dropped off my stuff, went through security without setting any alarms off for the first time in a long time — too much jewelry and fancy shoes — and made my way to my gate after buying a vitamin water.
I sat down and called my mom and just started laughing. I couldn’t believe that I didn’t take into consideration that it was Good Friday, that I should always have cab money the day I’m flying out, and even more than that, that I should have remembered the broken suitcase and backpack before packing in the first place! Poor planning Patsy. I guess I’ll learn next time — probably not.
I got on the plane and the lovely flight attendant asked me how I was doing, I was still slightly jaded so I answered with “I’ve been better.” and she immediately was like “:O is there anything I can do for you? get you?” and I snapped out of it right there. It reminded me of that Louis C.K. video I posted and how everyone talks about how flying is such a horror story and I always remember every time I fly West Jet that they really are awesome, accommodating, helpful, and most importantly — always on time. So I got over myself, put a smile on my face and took my seat.
And.. frankly.. it helps that West Jet has satellite and I get to eat bits & bites and stare at my boy Shemar Moore fighting crime. mmmmm.
Also, I’ve gotten significantly better at flying without a panic attack or throwing up or crying from my ears popping, and I’m so very happy about it. Part of it I think is always getting seat 13F. I don’t know why. 13 might be an unlucky number for some people, but for whatever reason, every time I get to the airport and that seat is still available and I get it.. I just feel better. It’s like “something I can control” on the plane. I just need to practice this no-anxiety-thing on a longer flight and I’ll be set. Quebec in July so that’ll be the big test.After my flight, I got home and had lunch with a friend and then spent the evening at home packing for the trip to Joussard!
I had a really fantastic – albeit short – time visiting my family there, and I have a lot of really wonderful pictures to show you as soon as I upload them — if there is space left on my account again . So for now here are a couple of shots of my nieces and nephews.
First up, Keaton & Henley! My cousin Laura’s two boys with Ed. (Ed was giving the boys a class on how to play with hot wheels. super cute.) (And those are the Toy Story PJs I bought them for Christmas. They’re already getting too big for them!!!)
The main thing I do like about the iPhone is the front facing camera. It’s so much easier to get kids to pose for pictures when they can see themselves . I love Keat’s smile in this picture ♥ he looks just like his mama . (Zaiden is the little blonde)
He also loves to ham it up for the camera. He was dragging himself across the floor using just his hands and then started spinning himself around in circles laughing. I love this lil guy with all of my heart!!!
And this is Horatio, his sister Lillybelle (my mom’s dog) and my dad crashed out on the couch having a nap.
Family also means amazing food, and here are two of the meals I got to indulge in while I was in Joussard.
L to R — Chili over spaghetti with Bannock & Easter Dinner. First off. My aunt’s chilli is way better than mine, so that was a yay and a nay. It just means I need to up my game and make a better tasting chilli! But eating was a delight. Over spaghetti too. And with my cousin Laura’s bannock. Super awesome supper.
Then of course there comes the Easter dinner — soaked in gravy — not my fault my family makes the best gravy. So we have huge mountains of mashed potatoes and stuffing both prepared by my auntie Mitzi, as well as the candied carrots. Finally we have Turkey cooked to perfection by my auntie Gina and cranberries – purchased by Ed. (Solid work, Ed. Haha)
After the meal on Sunday we made our way back to Edmonton and since then I’ve had a productive few days of mildly working, seeing some wonderful friends, and getting half cut at Earl’s on a lunch with MoT’s exec producer. Look at me schmoozing like I’m all Hollywood already.
Well I think that’s enough from me for now — stay tuned for the “emotional” update coming in the next coming days where I reminisce about all the reasons why it’s hard to leave and all that — you know, like I always do.
Have a great Wednesday y’all.
Ps. Yes, congrats to the Canucks too. Looks like I have plans with Andrew Menzies and a TV for my return to Van!