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Crappy Christmas Pressie
Feb. 13th, 2006 01:09 pmSo this year I think I got the worst Christmas Present ever. You see, in Ontario, we have these little moths. I have never seen these little moths in Alberta, until this month. I believe that some moths may have arrived with my Christmas presents (since it was around them that I noticed the first one or two). I killed the ones I saw in January, but apparently they had a chance to "get busy" in my kitchen before their untimely demise. My mum refuses to accept blame. She says they came out of the pistachios that were sitting uneaten and untouched in my cupboard since some time this summer. I don't think I'm buying her story.
This brings us to Friday night, when Jason and I finally figured out how bad the infestation was. We spent our entire Friday night throwing out food and cleaning the kitchen. We even went so far as to move the fridge so we could clean behind it and make sure we got every last one of the little creepy, crawly "worms" that spawn into these godforsaken moths. No, the moths weren't in EVERYTHING. But after you see them in anything in a cupboard, you start to wonder... and there's no way I was going to risk eating any of these disgusting things. We now have no cereal, crackers, nuts, dried fruit or really much of anything in our cupboards. My candy stash, thankfully, is all stored in sealed tupperware and was safe from the invasion. Still, it was a long and YUCKY night that I will be happy if I never have to repeat. Anyway, to all my Ontario friends and family, next year, please don't send moths.
Saturday was MUCH better. Spent the day up at the armoury, but didn't manage to accomplish much as they sold Hjalti the wrong gas for his welder, so no welding could be done. Still, nice socializing and did get some work done on my helm.
Saturday night we hit the Lacrosse game. Edmonton vs Toronto. I was one of maybe 3 people in our section cheering the visitors. It was a fairly tight game until the end, when Edmonton made a pretty fatal error and lost spectacularly (really, who pulls their goalie in favour of more offense when the other team has possession?!?!?) This means that the Edmonton Rush STILL hasn't won a single game. Although I am more loyal to Toronto on the whole, and I did fully expect them to win, I admit to feeling bad for the home team this weekend.
One of the more interesting parts of the game right now is that this is the first season, and you can tell everyone is trying to get a groove and still stumbling a bit. For example, the DJ was experimenting with goal music. Gone was the great music from the first game, which I believe is the same music they play when hockey goals are scored. It was very "stadium". They tried a song with the lyrics "oh, what a feeling, what a rush" (no, I can't find the artist or the real song name, you try googling that phrase and see if you can do any better). Anyway, this song was featured in a lotto ad a few years back. Okay, yes, it has the team's name in the lyrics, but as soon as something has been in an ad campaign, it ceases to be cool. With the possible exception of any song used to promote Jamaica, the Bahamas, etc (I'm thinking Bedoiun Soundclash of course). Tropical islands and bikinis = cool; rednecks and old people winning financial freedom (until they blow it all within 2 years) |= cool. Anyway, about half-way through the game the DJ realized his fatal error and abandoned the new goal music in favour of Marilyn Manson's Beautiful people. The crowd loved it.
The other experimentation came from the cheerleaders/dance squad. I'm used to the Edmonton Raptors' Dance Pack. Yeah, I'm spoiled. Those girls are polished, perfect, and cool. These girls sooooo need a new choreographer. Their moves are an odd split of classical-type dance (high kicks, spins, side-slides), cheerleader arm movements and bar dancing attempts at sexiness. It's not a perfect marriage though. You can definitely see the styles quietly warring in every routine. But I can't blame it all on the choreographer. They also did a number last night that was very country line-dancing. Total break from their usual "style", and maybe would have worked if the girls actually had some concept of working together and being, you know, in a line. Instead there was this horrible snakey-line-thing and they weren't completely together. The moves that were supposed to travel down the line in a "wave" were the worst. Instead of a nice wave like you get with say, the Rockettes, instead it was one girl kicks, then the next three, then two, then one, then a pause, then 4 more. It was ugly.
In other news, my new neighbour is NOISY! We're having to run our humidifier every night just to block out the noise from his side of the wall. He plays the radio CONSTANTLY. And just a minute ago, I think he was moving elephants. All the crystal in my cabinet was jingling from the vibrations. Even when my husband and I run after the beagles we can't get that cabinet to shake. Sure, the pot smokers were irritating, and we weren't terribly fond of the occasional screaming match they'd have with each other, but I guess this proves you can do worse.
This brings us to Friday night, when Jason and I finally figured out how bad the infestation was. We spent our entire Friday night throwing out food and cleaning the kitchen. We even went so far as to move the fridge so we could clean behind it and make sure we got every last one of the little creepy, crawly "worms" that spawn into these godforsaken moths. No, the moths weren't in EVERYTHING. But after you see them in anything in a cupboard, you start to wonder... and there's no way I was going to risk eating any of these disgusting things. We now have no cereal, crackers, nuts, dried fruit or really much of anything in our cupboards. My candy stash, thankfully, is all stored in sealed tupperware and was safe from the invasion. Still, it was a long and YUCKY night that I will be happy if I never have to repeat. Anyway, to all my Ontario friends and family, next year, please don't send moths.
Saturday was MUCH better. Spent the day up at the armoury, but didn't manage to accomplish much as they sold Hjalti the wrong gas for his welder, so no welding could be done. Still, nice socializing and did get some work done on my helm.
Saturday night we hit the Lacrosse game. Edmonton vs Toronto. I was one of maybe 3 people in our section cheering the visitors. It was a fairly tight game until the end, when Edmonton made a pretty fatal error and lost spectacularly (really, who pulls their goalie in favour of more offense when the other team has possession?!?!?) This means that the Edmonton Rush STILL hasn't won a single game. Although I am more loyal to Toronto on the whole, and I did fully expect them to win, I admit to feeling bad for the home team this weekend.
One of the more interesting parts of the game right now is that this is the first season, and you can tell everyone is trying to get a groove and still stumbling a bit. For example, the DJ was experimenting with goal music. Gone was the great music from the first game, which I believe is the same music they play when hockey goals are scored. It was very "stadium". They tried a song with the lyrics "oh, what a feeling, what a rush" (no, I can't find the artist or the real song name, you try googling that phrase and see if you can do any better). Anyway, this song was featured in a lotto ad a few years back. Okay, yes, it has the team's name in the lyrics, but as soon as something has been in an ad campaign, it ceases to be cool. With the possible exception of any song used to promote Jamaica, the Bahamas, etc (I'm thinking Bedoiun Soundclash of course). Tropical islands and bikinis = cool; rednecks and old people winning financial freedom (until they blow it all within 2 years) |= cool. Anyway, about half-way through the game the DJ realized his fatal error and abandoned the new goal music in favour of Marilyn Manson's Beautiful people. The crowd loved it.
The other experimentation came from the cheerleaders/dance squad. I'm used to the Edmonton Raptors' Dance Pack. Yeah, I'm spoiled. Those girls are polished, perfect, and cool. These girls sooooo need a new choreographer. Their moves are an odd split of classical-type dance (high kicks, spins, side-slides), cheerleader arm movements and bar dancing attempts at sexiness. It's not a perfect marriage though. You can definitely see the styles quietly warring in every routine. But I can't blame it all on the choreographer. They also did a number last night that was very country line-dancing. Total break from their usual "style", and maybe would have worked if the girls actually had some concept of working together and being, you know, in a line. Instead there was this horrible snakey-line-thing and they weren't completely together. The moves that were supposed to travel down the line in a "wave" were the worst. Instead of a nice wave like you get with say, the Rockettes, instead it was one girl kicks, then the next three, then two, then one, then a pause, then 4 more. It was ugly.
In other news, my new neighbour is NOISY! We're having to run our humidifier every night just to block out the noise from his side of the wall. He plays the radio CONSTANTLY. And just a minute ago, I think he was moving elephants. All the crystal in my cabinet was jingling from the vibrations. Even when my husband and I run after the beagles we can't get that cabinet to shake. Sure, the pot smokers were irritating, and we weren't terribly fond of the occasional screaming match they'd have with each other, but I guess this proves you can do worse.
