He's the man!

Who's the man you ask? Why, that would be Larry Birkhead of course.

For those of you who have lived under a rock for the past several months (or just haven't exposed yourselves to trashy, useless celebrity gossip), I'll fill you in on the "news" story that has taken over celebrity headlines for a few months now (which I think is a few months too long).

It all started when Anna Nicole Smith's son Daniel died unexpectedly. Recently it was discovered that the cause of death was a drug overdose. He got into Mama's meds. Sad.


Then Anna had a baby. She claimed the baby belonged to her partner (and lawyer) Howard K. Stern. Larry Birkhead would have none of it, and claimed his paternal contribution.


Then Anna died unexpectedly. Also of a drug overdose. The news was covering this soooo much, and I thought, 'Why is she famous again? Oh right. She was a playboy model and had a controversial marriage when she married an 89-year old and stood to inherit billions. Of course.' Well, since she died, her daughter now stands to inherit billions.

I chose one of the less completely ridiculous pictures of Anna.

Apparently Anna is no stranger to other men's beds as several came forward claiming they were the father of the baby. Larry and Howard were most insistent, but lucky for Larry, DNA test results just confirmed that he is indeed the father of baby Danielyn.

Now hopefully entertainment news can lay this story to rest. And this story (or these characters) will not grace my blog again. *tsk tsk* I hang my head in shame that I contributed to the spreading of the Anna Story. But now we can pay attention to the news that really matters... like the fact that Owen Wilson and Kate Hudson are dating! Tee hee hee :)

They came they came!!

If you recall, I won a radio contest and unexpectedly received CDs and Subway money rather than the much-anticipated PJs. While I was thrilled with my winnings, I was (not so) secretly disappointed at not receiving the PJs. You can imagine my absolute elation when a man knocked on our door (in Edmonton) last week and handed me MY PJs!! The best part is... they fit (but how could they not with my meticulous instructions...really.)

Unfortunately, I have this bad habit of not wearing new clothes for fear of prematurely wearing them out. It gets a tad ridonkulous because then they basically go out of style and I never end up wearing them. Apparently this goes for alarm clock covered jammies too. Silly I know. I think I'm gonna save them til I'm married. Lowell likes them; I think he'll be up for a little alarm clock lingerie.

Sooo, thanx John Tesh... again.

Bittersweet

Today marks the beginning of a bittersweet time in my life. After completing a year and a half of classes and half my placements for my Masters in Speech Language Pathology, I’m back home in Lethbridge to finish my placements (with the kiddies), and here I will stay until I get married. I am SO looking forward to this because it means I get to spend my time with these two:

the 'rents

In this house:


Where there is free reign over everything in here:

(I've blogged about this before, but it bears repeating)

And I can get the ol' brows waxed for FIVE BUCKS (on Tuesdays and Wednesdays) :

(Just for the record, I don't usually document such occasions)

All of which I looooooove.

Along with all this sweetness, however, there is also bitterness. I leave behind:

My Edmonton room:

(Yes, that is a real clock, and yes it is large. Giant clocks are a weakness of mine.)

Which contains my faithful plant (which has been dead since about my second week in Edmonton, but it stayed in the same corner the entire time.... and it's still there even though I'm gone!) :

In our Edmonton home:

(This picture was taken back in the day when Edmonton housing was semi affordable!)

With my sister!:

And our trusty Volvo (which may or may not be on its last legs...) :

And I'm leaving behind my second Edmonton home...Corbett Hall:

As well as proximity to MEC:

And many close friends:

These are the roomies!!

And the absolute worst part of leaving Edmonton is that I'm leaving this guy behind:

Oh how I loves my honey bunches of oats.

It is the end of an era! And the beginning of a new one. :)

Surprise Shower!

Last night Carlynne and some good friends had a surprise bridal shower for me. It was so fun. The theme was ‘Friends’ since I love the TV show Friends so much, and I also love my actual friends to bits and pieces. I had to guess what the theme was after my sister gave me this:


I guessed it right away. It’s a trifle made with the good stuff PLUS beef sautéed with pees and onions. Any Friends fans out there probably know which episode this is from. It’s the one where Rachel was in charge of dessert for Thanksgiving dinner, and she accidentally made half a traditional English trifle, and half Shepherd’s pie. Ew.

One of the games was for me to correctly answer a bunch of questions about Lowell. For every question I got wrong, I had to eat some of the trifle, and let me tell you: it was gross. Even the smell was enough to make one gag. (Just for the record, I only got a handful of questions wrong and I was so close for each of them!)

Carlynne reading the questions

I may look happy to be eating this. But I'm not.

Christie had to smell the stuff for herself! *gag*

All the gifts were also Friends-themed. For example, Carlynne got me classy make-up from Holt Renfrew: something Rachel would buy.


Christie and Lyndsay gave me a picture of the Rachel, Monica, and Phoebe with our heads glued on their bodies (plus lingerie).


Avery and Tara got me kitchen things which were “Monica gifts” b/c she’s a chef and LOVES cooking and cleaning (as do I).



Shareen sent me tanning lotion (b/c of the episode where Ross got ridiculously tanned) and Friends DVDs (THANX SHAR!!! Last night we watched the one where Rachel made the trifle!)


Ashley got me a gift certificate for underwear wrapped in a grocery bag, and she used a recycled card. Classy. This would be typical of none other than…Joey! And Lisa got me some lingerie, lotion, and bath wash which would also be Rachel-like.


How creative was that? I loved every minute of it! Here are some pictures of the girls!

Lisa et moi (dreading eating that trifle no doubt)

Me, Ashley, Avery, and Tara

Christie, Lyndsay, and Carlynne

Thanx girls. You rock.