Happy New Year Miss T

Out with 2006!!! I'm ready for 2007 baby!!! I've got big plans for the year. Bring it.

Steve Burns - Affirmation 002

Do you know who this guy is? It's Steve from Blue's Clues. I know you're probably not very familiar with him, but I just had to post it. It actually made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. There is tons of crazy stuff about him on YouTube. Weird.

Christmas Lights Gone Wild

This falls into the "How the hell did they do that?" category. I admire videos that obviously have some thought and effort behind them. Check it out, yo.

Charlie The Unicorn

This is too messed up to not post. I was debating whether I should or not, but it is now the third time that I watch it, laughing to myself each time. (and no, I'm not on drugs)

Roger Federer: WOW

This is pretty neat too.

Amazing TV Commercial - Talk Talk

This is the kind of thing that I wish I had the creativity to come up with. Enjoy!

Are We the Waiting

Thursday's Picture is sending you a message. Joanne is very disgruntled. She is very upset that there hasn't been an increase in posts since the holidays have begun. Joanne has heard from a very reliable source that Miss T does in fact have 2 solid weeks off. "Let the blogging commence," Joanne says.

Meri Kurisumasu

Merry Christmas Trish! Coming at you Tokyo style! I can say one thing: they know how to do lights here. We saw this when we went to Sanrio Puroland last week. Amazing. Simply. Amazing. That's my fat head - so you know that you are seeing exactly what I saw. Love you! Miss you! Eat a shortbread cookie for me. XOX

Merry Ally Christmas!!!

Continuing with the Ally theme, I found this and found it post-worthy. Have a Merry Christmas Jo! Remember that you are always in my thoughts. Love you!

She's Got Legs

This clip always comes to mind when I'm thinking about how much I love coffee! There is nothing I love better than throwing on a pair of jeans and a fleece jacket in the morning and heading to my favorite local coffee shop for a latte. And that's exactly what I did this morning on my first official day off.

Sometimes I feel so much like Ally it scares me.

Tainted Love

On a slightly brighter note, I'm going to meet the man of my dreams tomorrow. Ok, I know what you're thinking. "Oh no. Not another one!" I know. I'm thinking the same thing myself. He's a client of mine, his name is Steph, he's 28, he's tall, plays guitar, sings and writes songs. He's is the nicest guy I've ever talked to. And we've never met face to face.

God, why do I do this to myself? Why do I feel the need to be obsessed with a guy at all times? I seems like I need someone to focus my attention on, just to get me out of bed in the morning and through the day. Pretty sad, isn't it? I know I'm just setting myself up for disappointment, yet again. Perhaps, if I keep doing this to myself, I'll learn my lesson, right?

This leads to another question. Why do I need a man in my life to be happy? It seems as though my goal in life is to find a man. Period. In my sick little mind, everything would be perfect if I could just find a man. Why is this? Am I the only one who feels this way? Some people tell me that someone will come along once I stop looking. This almost seems impossible to me. My rational side completely agrees though. I'm torn.

Sorry. I didn't mean to go on for so long. It just came out. Feel free to share your thoughts, if you wish.

Say It Ain't So

We officially found out on Monday that our plant is closing, supposedly in April. Needless to say, the mood is very somber. Not a very pleasant place to be. More details to come.

Love ya, miss ya, can't wait to see ya.

All About Our Love

On Saturday I went to Hello Kitty Land (Sanrio Puroland) with my friend Mac. I fucking loved it! All that cute in one convenient place. It was almost too much to handle. This picture isn't particulary funny but I needed to redeem myself a wee bit after last week's picture.

All I want for Christmas...

Extraordinary Machine

It's time for Joanne's Picture of the Week. And what a picture it is. Only for you Trish, would I post this on the Internet. I posted the small size to reduce the horror of it. To make it clear: I spilled a drink on myself. Drunk karaoke. The best kind. Party on.

Every Breath You Take

I did the Sting thing.
I did the Robert Downey Jr.
Combo.
Now I'm done.

Social Networking

I heart Demetri. Check out his stand-up. Hil-arious!

Wishmaster - The Misheard Lyrics

Wish I had as much time on my hands as this guy.

Enjoy the Silence

I found this on a blog that I read on a regular basis. I found it very thought provoking, insightful and most importantly, post-worthy.

"i once heard of "singlehood" being compared to sitting alone at a piano with a score of a duet in front of you (the duet being a relationship) and everyone asks you to play it but you can't. and despite what they tell you, it's not because you're not trying hard enough or you're going about it the wrong way; it's because you can't play a duet without someone sitting with you on the bench to play the other part. but what too many people forget is that you do no favors for the music just by finding the nearest pianist. and it's my opinion that one should never underestimate the value of sitting and just enjoying the silence - or even practicing your own part so that you know it inside and out and are ready to represent your half of the music when the time comes. "

Underwhelmed

Every night I surf the net to find some article/clip/anything worthy of being posted on our blog and I come up empty. Even the all-mighty YouTube has let me down. Although, perhaps it's not the site, but the searcher who is at fault. As soon as I place my fingers on the keyboard, my mind goes blank. This frustrates me. I will have to ask around for ideas. Until then, dear friend, I have nothing for you. Hopefully the drought will end soon.

The Gambler

coming at you from cuteoverload.

Transatlanticism

Where would I be without my SBC?

In a padded room.

A poor poor substitute for Tim's.

A girl's got to do what she's got to do.

A regular coffee whore.

I am.

A Message.

As I was sitting in Starbucks today, I noticed a bad smell - kinda of like dog poo. It wouldn't go away. Eventually, I checked my shoes, and there pressed into the sole of my left shoe was the offender. Fuckity fuck fuck.

People. Pick. Up. Your. Dog. Shit.

Thank you for listening to Joanne's public service announcement.

Pretty Fly (For a White Guy)

Well, I just signed my contract. I'm employed for another year. I'm in Japan for another year.
Bring it.

River

'Tis the season.

Sarah McLachlan does a cover of this on her new Wintersong album. Fabu.

Must be the cover of a cover, no?

I'm Alive

This is a new little segment that I like to call 'Joanne's Picture of the Week.' The purpose of this segment is of course to make Miss Trish laugh. Has Joanne accomplished this?

I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

Ok. Big news. I just accepted a job in Ottawa. Well, verbally anyway. I have to send in a letter confirming my decision. It's kinda hush-hush for now since I plan on staying at my current job until the end of January. I won't be making much more money, since I plan on moving (commuting to Ottawa just isn't an option) and the cost of living is INSANELY higher. My new boss said he would increase my salary accordingly, but it still doesn't mean that I'll be living the high life. The only difference is that I don't plan on living in an apartment. I'm looking for a townhouse-type setup. God, Jo, I'm scared shitless. This is huge for me. The reason I'm doing it is that I don't think I have much of a choice. I think that once this business is up and running (they're still in the construction phase), the company I work for now will be closing. It's the same owner and we'd be losing about 75% of our current business. Either I go now, or wait in St-Isidore for another year or two, get a small, insignificant severance pay and work for Tim Hortons for minimum wage. This is why I need a man in my life. I'm not very good at making these kinds of decisions. There are pros to this situation though. First, there are certain people at my current employment that I just can't stand anymore. Namely, my immediate superior, who refuses to evolve with the times and is so close-minded I can't even begin to tell you. He was put in that position by default (because he had been there the longest) and has absolutely no business sense whatsoever. Secondly, I found out yesterday that my friend J.S. has been approached to work there and I hear that he's planning on accepting. I really like him. He's super smart and we think along the same lines. Lastly, I think I need to get away from my father. It's hard to explain (especially since no one believes me anyway), but in short, my father's an asshole. I know, that must sound harsh, but it's true. I won't go into details right now, but I know that for my sake (and Maddie's), we have to go away. So that's where I'm at right now. I don't know when I'll be moving. I'm not too keen on having Maddie change school in the middle of the year, so I might commute until summer. There will probably be more rental opportunities then anyway. So, that's it for now. Any opinions/comments are more than welcome.

Mind Flood

My thought as I walked into work today and looked down at my skirt and boots: 'Did ya look at yourself before getting dressed this morning?' (I did. Actually. Look at myself. And conclude the very same thing I do every morning. This is Japan. Anything goes in the wardrobe department. If my students can wear red pants and purple shirts. Then I can wear brown boots and a black and pink skirt. So there.)

This thought was soon replaced by 'Oh. Yeah!!' The vending machine has hot cafe latte in a bottle again. I'm SO pumped. Such small things bring such intense joy.

BTW. Title of this entry is the name of the song I'm listening to right now. Do you know which Canadian band it belongs to? (I think this is a slightly more challenging challenge in that you might have to do a google search.)

Right. This is Fashion Faux Pas signing off.

Beautiful.

Yoga is beauty.

Wish I

This cat does a great impression of my students.

Wind It Up

I love the Ladies! Fucking hilarious video. Oh God, when he falls of the stage near the end: Classic.

I swear I saw this guy in Tim's last time I was in Cornwall!

(You've probably already seen this...but thought I'd share anyway. Takes me back to my Whitesnake days.)

Precious Illusions

Question Mark: I'm Question Mark and I've been wondering, 'Why are all men the same?' I mean, we try to deny it, we try to bury it under feelings of hope and romance but the truth cannot be escaped. It lurks in the background waiting to reveal itself. So I'm wondering, what can we do?

Smog holding card that reads, 'Lonely in Tokyo' line 1.

Question Mark: 'You're on the air caller.'

Lonely in Tokyo: Well I'll tell you what should be done. Men's balls should be stretched and tied to their tongues.

Stunned looks around the table.

Pronto (recovering first): And and um ah...that's all for today folks!

Where the heck are you?

Hey girlfriend,

Seems like it's been forever since we last spoke. I'm anxious to hear from ya. In the meantime, check out this cool site that I found, just 4 u! I hope that you've never seen it before. I want it to be a surprise. I'm beat so I'm off to bed. Talk to you tomorrow?

Trishy T signin' out.

Don't Feel Like Dancin' - Scissor Sisters

I LOVE THIS SONG! The video doesn't do it justice. There's another one, but it's pretty freaky. Enjoy!

Bonus question: What are scissor sisters?

Japanese Prank

My first reaction: NO FUCKING WAY.

Enjoy video number 2.

Japanese Pranks

OMG. Hilarious.

Trippin'

Can't even begin to describe how funny this is.

Stuff

Howdy partner,

Haven't heard from you in while. Hope everything is well. Here's a little something that I found. Check out this show. Maddie watches it and I'm addicted so I was thrilled to find this site. Let me know what you think. Hope to hear from ya soon.

Radio Free Roscoe

NKOTB 4ever

Brought a tear to my eye. Enjoy!

BEHIND THE MUSIC PART 1 DEPECHE MODE

I love you David...and if my shared brain is functioning I think my Trish loves you too! Or are you a Martin girl?

Blue Rodeo in Montreal

Her girl Trish is the only one that Joanne knows that would appreciate this as much she does. And although Joanne hasn't seen Blue Rodeo in concert four times, she did have the opportunity of meeting Jim Cuddy and Greg Keelor when they came to Cornwall way back when. Joanne would also like to inform Trish that she usually only refers to herself in the third person to emphasize a particular point or occasionally to annoy or entertain her friends. That's all that Joanne would like to say at this time. She thanks everyone for reading.

Blame it on the Rain

I was also surprised to find out that you didn't know about my little Jim Cuddy infatuation. I've been a fan since my brother Mike took me to see them when I was 12. Mind you, I don't admit this to just anyone. Now you know my secret. If you EVER tell anyone, the bright orange may become, once again, reality. You have been warned.

Now, I must say that it is not fair to tease me with your little scoop. How do you expect me to sleep at night when there is a piece of gossip out there that I am unaware of?

I'm glad you posted that pic. It's not the most flattering one of me, but when I see it, I get that giddy feeling back. That was a good night. I will remember it for a long time. Speaking of which, have you spoken to Rob lately? What's up wit dat?

I'm taking the day off tomorrow. I can't even stand being at that place. One month left until Christmas holidays during which I will re-evaluating my life, big time. I just wish I had someone in my life to help me make those decisions. I'm not good at making up my own mind.

Well, that's it for now. Will post again later.

In the meantime, here's a little treat.


P.S. Since when do you refer to yourself in the third person?

Girlfriend in a Coma

Funny when you said you were a bit insulted I felt hands tightening around my neck and I swear my feet lifted of the ground. I also saw flashes of a bright orange colour. Any idea why?

Blue Rodeo is really your favourite band? Do we really share the same brain because I didn't know that.

Interesting news on the homefront. But that will have to wait for a phone call.

And to end the post a funny picture of both of us. I makes me laugh - and I need to laugh because Joanne has done too much crying in the past 24.

If You Don't Know Me By Now

Joanne. I must admit that I am a bit insulted by your challenge. Please don't make me guess a song by my FAVORITE BAND OF ALL TIME. I saw them in concert 4 times and know all the lyrics to their songs. Next time, I expect you to be a bit more creative.

So there :P

I'm running very late this morning so I don't have time to post my thoughts about your relationship situation. Will post more tonight.

Bullet Proof

So my date with Chuck. It was wonderful and horrible in equal parts. It's like looking at a piece of the most delicious of cakes and knowing that you can never eat it. (I would have used the carrot analogy but really who craves carrots? Let's be real here.) I like Chuck. I think he likes me. But I know without a shadow of a doubt that it could never really work. The characteristics that attract me most, his ambition, his drive are exactly those that would make our relationship impossible. He works until 12:30 at night on a regular basis. He goes on business trips to China and Vietnam one or twice a month. And he is set on doing so for at least the next year of his life. I can't understand that. I would never sacrifice that much for my career. Never. Aside from feeling a little sad knowing that things will never develop between us, I enjoyed our date. He's interesting and funny. We always go to great restaurants where we eat wonderful Chinese food and gab for a couple of hours. What is better than that? I've no idea when we'll see each other again but I guess I'm ok with that (Are you buying that?). I'm willing to accept the fact that I'll only see him a few times a year (Right). I say that as though I have a choice. HA. Like my Memere says "Tu ne choisis pas avec qui tu tombes en amour." (She probably said in better French mind). If you could, like would be a lot simpler.

What God has in store for me I don't know. I just know that I have to be patient and trust that I'm following the path I'm destined to. Does this sound too...I don't know...religious? Regardless, this is the only thing that's keeping me from thinking that I'm going to be completely alone forever. Something I try to tell myself that I'm completely ok with, but the truth is I'm so not.

Enough of that. Need to focus on ze positive.

So Bullet Proof - is a song from which Canadian artist, my Trish?

I will leave you with a blog that is quite funny and makes you feel good about not having a boyfriend: My Boyfriend is a Twat. Be sure to check out the 'Quotes by Twat' section. They are priceless.

Wade Robson Sexy Back

Thought you might enjoy this Trish - this is the guy that choreographed the Sexy Back dance on So You Think You Can Dance (the mummy one too). He's amazing! This is him dancing to Sexy Back during one of his shows. Enjoy.

Hold on

Sorry it took me so long to post. Been pretty crazy here. Ok, first, I would like to suggest a new theme for our little project here. I propose that the title to our posts has to be the name of a song. For example, the title of this post is "Hold On" by Wilson Phillips. Let me know what you think.

Ok, now down to business. I guess I'm too late to reassure you about your date with Chuck. If I wasn't, I would have told you not to worry about your little cold sores. Minor detail. I know it seems like a major dilemma, but that's because you're not feeling well. If you're self-conscious about something, it makes it even more obvious and uncomfortable. As for your period, I guess it wasn't meant to be (for the time being, anyway). Next time, you'll plan ahead.

I know exactly what you mean when you talk about sudden crying outbursts. The same has happened to me lately (except I was watching Grey's Anatomy which is a little more justifiable). I think it boils down to an accumulation of pent up emotion; good and bad. Didn't you find that you felt better afterwards. Kinda like a breath of fresh air. I wouldn't exactly classify that as "Neuroticism". (Why the hell is it telling me that the spelling is wrong?!?!?!)

I hope that your "date" went well. I haven't heard from you so I'll take that as a good thing. (No news is good news, right?)

Anxiously awaiting your next post. In your spare time, check out this cool web-site:
Remember this?

Speaking of Ugly

Don't be disappointed but this isn't going to be my top ten Tetes a Claques entry. I'm going to make you wait a little bit longer for that one. (I promise it will be up by Monday and since you know me so well that means by Friday or there abouts. No but really I'll try for Monday.)

So it's the morning before my 'date' with Chuck. Can it even be called a date? I don't know but I'm freaking out. Could he have picked a worse time to decide to see me again? NO. I'm still sick. My TWO cold sores are just about gone but you can still see them. UGLY 1. My eyes are burning and blood shot. Bought some Visine this morning though - so hopefully that helps. so UGLY 1/2. And to top it all off, I started my period. So NEUROTIC X5.

An example if you will of the NEUROTICISM - My friend Russ gave me the latest episode of Heroes to watch (I decided not to go to Gaspanic last night because I felt like complete ass.) and the first episode of Ugly Betty (Have you seen this show Trish?). A show that he has been trying to get me to watch for a few months now. I've refused to watch it until last night because I know when Russ tells me that I'll love a show I know it will be instant addiction for me, two words for ya: VERONICA MARS. Needless to say I lucking foved it!! I cried through the whole thing but I loved it. (I finally get to the neurotic part.) This is not a sad TV show Trish. It's funny. Hilarious really. But I sobbed through the whole bloody thing. Why? Because I was pre-menstrual, that's why. This is the first time this has happened to me. Sure I've teard up at Bell commercials and maybe the occasional Heritage moment ad but full on sobbing, no. It is the stress of seeing Chuck after 14 months? Is it the fear of putting myself out there again? The thought of being hurt again is not one that I relish. Once bitten, twice shy, ne. So I'm all excited about seeing him again but I'm also reticent. The possibility that I won't see him for another 14 months again is very real. So why bother right? Why am I putting myself through this? Well, because I missed him and I like spending time with him. So this entry must end because I have exactly one hour to get ready for my date with Chuck -

Wish me luck! (BTW I'm sure you've already checked out Surfing 50 States right?)

Trish's Top Ten Tetes a Claques Quotes

10. Moi j'sus quoi la? J't'un ta-ta? Eh? Enweil le ta-ta. J't'un beau 'ti ta-ta.

9. Ben woyons donc. C'est quoi ca. C'tu un reglement d'la ville?

8. J'ma t'donner la moite de mon grille cheese, pi tu sacre ton camps, ok?

7. J'm'en va t'chercher avec ma BM la. On va s'parker juste en face la. Fuck le ticket la. Pis on va faire a semblant de s'parler avec nos Blackberry la. Les p'tites poules vont capoter.

6. Bon, ok, vous avez raison. On prendra pas de chance. J'vais envoyer deux F18 vous abattre en plein vol. Merci de votre vigilance la. On oublira pas votre sacrefice.

5. Ben la tu dis Wow Minute Uncle Tom. It's impossible la, ce que tu dis avec ta bouche. Ben arrete de nous bullshitter Uncle Tom la.

4. C'est bon des Pop Tarts.

3. Hey, le mongol, on est a Dysney World, ouvre-les tes ke-neuils.

2. OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!

1. Ben la si tu m'touche la j'appelle la DPJ pis ta face va etre su l'cover du Journal de Montreal demain matin.