Dewar’s on the Rocks

March 3, 2008

Where’s Tammy?

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 6:09 am

For the past few months I’ve been pretty crap at attending to my blog… all that is changing today. Here’s a quickie update and some pix to show some of the things I’ve been doing.

 For the February winter break, good buddy Cheryl and I decided to leave the gloomy, greyness of Brussels behind us and head to Sharm-el-Sheikh, Egypt for a week of diving in the Red Sea!

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Here’s me with our divemaster Ali… who spent the better part of one surface interval twisting my sarong into this headscarf.

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And then we met some new friends Dare and Roger, and went up to Dahab to dive the Canyon and the Islands.

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Check out the picture below. See the mountains in the background across the water? That’s Saudi Arabia. Needless to say I took a moment to give thanks to the universe for being born in Canada.

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December 7, 2007

Check this out…

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 4:37 am

I don’t have time to write anything articulate on this topic (cuz I’m deep in the throes of report card procrastination… but you HAVE to check this out. Jabiz, one of the most switched on dudes I know, found this and brought it into my world… now I’m passing it on (like a great big, tech game of telephone). Go to Jabiz’s blog and click on the story of stuff… if you like it check out his other posts and tell him how much you dig his writing yourself… then go check about his baby-blog for his kid, and tell him how gorgeous she is. He’ll love that, trust me…. but even if you don’t do all those things for Jabiz…. check out his blog, watch this video, and think about your footprint. Jabiz is at www.intrepidflame.blogspot.com

October 29, 2007

OUCH!

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 11:48 pm

Went to the doc today for my check up on my finger. This time I brought my camera to document the gore.

Here’s the top of my finger:

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And here’s the underside:

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Stitches come out next week. Then the pin comes out in about 5 weeks, doc says it shouldn’t hurt too much… yikes!

October 19, 2007

Happy Birthday Rosco!

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 5:33 am

Today my dad turns the big 6-0! Happy Birthday Pop. Love you lots. xx

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September 12, 2007

We interrupt this program…

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 8:43 pm

I’m not sure if everytime I’m not blogging it’s indicative of the state of my life outside blogland, but in recent times that is certainly the case. I feel like the proverbial chicken with its head cut off, and have felt that way since moving to Brussels a mere 7 weeks ago.

 So with moving to a new country, finding a place to live, making new friends, settling in, getting used to a new school with new expectations, new rules, new ways of doing things, and all those fun things outside of school like going on trips to Brugges and Amsterdam, partying my way around Brussels, including a fantastic Beerfest Weekend, contemplating playing rugby again (my knee is having serious doubts) etc, etc, etc…. I’m sad to say that my blog has been left at the bottom of my priority list : (

 With any luck I’ll have internet at home soon, fingers crossed it’s this week, and then things can start to get somewhat back to normal… or at least something that appears more normal than this breakneck pace of living.

But I have to say… as always, I’m having one hell of a time! (she types with a huge smile on her face) 

June 27, 2007

Cause of Death: Airport Boredom

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 9:12 pm

I’m sitting here in the “oh-so-exciting” Taipei International Airport at 8:51pm on a Wednesday night on my stopover from Kuala Lumpur to Vancouver with three burning questions:

 1- Why is there no decent bar here?

2- Why is there no place I can get my nails done here?

(Hey! We should combine those two! An airport spa that serves alcohol! I think there’s a money maker there people! We could call it Nails and Hammered!? ok, maybe not)

3- AND, if they can take my US dollars is it really impossible for them to give me US dollar change? I realize that this is a way for the local economy to take in US bucks (especially when you consider that there’s no way in hell that the exchange rate they quote you is anywhere close to the actual one). But, the way I see it, is the only one who wins in this situation is the credit card company. I’m here right now, wondering if I really need a couple (or more) gin and tonics before my next flight, and if I really should bring back a bottle of something duty free for dear old dad (but I can’t remember what he drinks, I think he switched to something new). If I decide I do, then there’s no way that I’m breaking one of my US hundred dollar bills and getting a whack of Taiwanese money in return (note to self: carry smaller denominations next time, dumbass). So, that means throwing down the plastic and getting charged whatever fees those bastards will exploit me for. The only saving grace there is that their exchange rate will be marginally more accurate than that of the duty-free pirates.

Can you tell I’m a little cranky? I really shouldn’t be. The super sweet check-in lady in KL managed to switch my middle seat on the full flight from Taipei to Vancouver to an aisle seat. Thank God! But I practically begged her. I pointed out to her how tall I am several times, and I promised she’d be my new best friend. That made her laugh and thankfully she worked her magic and I won’t be stuck between two drooling people for the next 11 hours. Ugh, but 11 more hours on a flight! After just getting off of a 5 hour one. Yep, cranky again.    

Okay, that’s the end of my rant. I’m off in search of my next distraction, hmm, what could that be? And there are people waiting for the free internet.

There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home… 

April 9, 2007

Good Morning Sa Pa, Vietnam!

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 11:16 pm

Here are a few pics from my recent trip to Vietnam. I had a great time and loved the craziness and surprising “Frenchness” of Hanoi. Was so bizarre in such a great way. Hope the pictures explain better than my wonky words ; )

To start with, here are a few pics of Sa Pa. A cute little village in the mountains that separate China and Vietnam. Tourists go to Sa Pa to trek through the rice terraces and to check out the Hmong Hill Tribes people. It was a great weekend excursion, but far too touristy.

The adventure started when I got to the train station in Hanoi. (you have to take the 8 hour night train to Lai Cai, and then a 90 minute minibus into Sa Pa) I left my hotel in Hanoi with a fun group of people I had met who were travelling from the States and from Australia. We get to the train station, which is chaos, and our driver leads us to a train carriage but tells me to wait outside on the platform  while he finds their cabin since I’m not with them : (  I was a little nervous about travelling alone on the night train, and the craziness of the station did little to alleviate my concerns. Once the group was all settled, I was led up to the front of the train, we found my carriage and then my cabin, where I was greeted by two Vietnamese dudes, only one of whom spoke English. This was great fun as both of them would look at me, talk for a bit, look back at me, and then came the usual inquisition… “where is your husband?” and my all time favourite… “where are your children?”

 Finally the owner of the fourth bed shows up. He was an enormous Australian who was on week one of his 9 month trip around the world, and was developing a cold which he was attempting to cure by spreading Tiger Balm all over himself. Did I mention how small this cabin was? ick. The Aussie and I attempted a very labourious conversation with our cabinmates but once the boys established common ground (all having worked with Caterpillar Tractors) I jumped up to my bunk, turned on my ipod, and read until the wee hours of the morning.

The train trip actually wasn’t too bad, but I did leave my 8 hours in close quarters with 3 dudes secure in the knowledge that… boys are gross. 

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This was the 13km “trek” through the rice paddies.

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 The waterfall near Sa Pa.

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Sunset behind Fansipan, Vietnam’s highest mountain, as seen from the balcony of the Red Dragon English Pub. 

More to come later…

January 23, 2007

Always a Bridal Fair Model, Never a Bride

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 10:54 pm

One of the best things I got to do while home this year was being a “bride” model for a day.

Good friends Heidi and Kristy co-own a fabulous bridal boutique in Langley called “Everything But The Groom” (check it out at www.everythingbutthegroom.ca ) When most other retailers’ numbers plummet in the post Christmas, “holy-crap-my-credit-card-bill-is-how-much?!” slow sales days of January, bridal shops are just getting ready to kick it into high gear before grad and all those summer weddings. Not to mention the throngs of eager brides who woke up Christmas morning to find a shiny rock in their stocking.

So when Kristy and Heidi needed models who were tall enough to wear the dresses at their bridal fair without needing to get them hemmed, I jumped at the chance to help out and play dress-up for a day. Plus they said I’d get my hair and make-up done for free ; )

The day began at a hair salon at 7:30 am. Kate Moss is right, it is tough work being a model… whatever Kate! So after the hair and make-up, here’s Nicole looking stunning, and me looking somewhat like a drag queen…  

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thankfully the day got better…

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  Here’s the bridesmaid dress for you, Kimbo ; )

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December 10, 2006

Engagement Ceremonies – Malaysian Style

Filed under: KL, Life in general, friends — dewarsontherocks @ 2:23 pm

Last weekend I was asked to participate in my friend’s engagement ceremony down in Melaka. Omar is a colleague who arrived in Malaysia in June of my first year here. Since I had not yet left for the summer holiday (actually couldn’t due to Malaysian tax requirements) I decided to “pay forward” the warm welcome I received when I first arrived in KL, and so the first first days of Omar’s Malaysian life involved tooling around KL in the little purple Tiara with me.  

Fast forward a year and a half later, and Omar discovers he needs family members to participate in his Muslim Malay engagement ceremony to Azura, his future bride. Like all of us, whose family members are on the other side of the planet, he turned to his KL “family.” So when Omar came into my classroom asking me to be a part of his ceremony, since I was his first friend in KL, I readily agreed.  

But little did I know then how hot the clothes would be! Both in fashion sense and temperature ; ) Everyday I thank my lucky stars I was born a Canadian girl. You’d think that in a county where it’s a million degrees everyday and many women choose to be covered head to toe they’d wear a fabric that’s somewhat more suitable than synthetic rayon!

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The outfit I’m wearing is called a baju korong. It is the everyday dress for millions of Muslim Malay women who want to be fully covered as part of their religious practice. The baju korong consists of a a long blouse that goes down to one’s knees, over a super long skirt that should reach one’s ankles, and there’s also a todong, which is the scarf which covers the woman’s head. Fortunately, I didn’t have to cover my head, and more fortunate for Malay women very few Muslim women in Malaysia feel they need to completely cover their faces, as women in parts of the Middle East do. (again, so grateful I get to be an opinionated Canadian girl)

 Many baju korongs are beautiful… I borrowed the one I’m wearing from a friend, she called it hideous, I’m not sure I’d go that far but…  And as far as I can tell they are all made of synthetic fabric. Not fun when you’re spending the day in temperatures over 30 celcius and humidity levels are so high it feels like you’ve been wrapped up in a hot, wet blanket. Notice the clothes the men are wearing? Hmm…

Anyway, I should get down off my soapbox before I am late for my appointment at the spa! Hmm, perhaps we Canadian girls aren’t as “free” as we’d like to think?

November 24, 2006

THE BRITISH CROWN IS REPOSSESSING AMERICA

Filed under: Uncategorized — dewarsontherocks @ 12:07 pm

I received this email from a British colleague this morning and it made me laugh out loud, so I thought I’d share. I especially like the comment about rugby replacing American Football.

My classroom location (between a Brit and an American – who are both incredible people and amazing teachers and teammates) reminds me of this joke I once heard:

Canadians spend 50% of their time trying to convince Americans we’re not British, and the other 50% trying to convince the Brits we’re not Americans

However, as I have three consecutive US Thanksgiving dinners to attend this weekend (well one was yesterday) gotta say I’m very thankful for my American friends… and it goes without saying that none of them voted for dub-yah… or at least hasn’t admitted it!

Enjoy ;)

*THE BRITISH CROWN IS REPOSSESSING AMERICA *

A Message from John Cleese ( of the Monty Python
Flying Circus fame )

To the citizens of the United States of America:

In light of your failure to elect a competent
President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we
hereby give notice of the revocation of your
independence, effective immediately. Her Sovereign
Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical
duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories
( excepting Kansas, which she does not fancy ).

Your new prime minister, Tony Blair, will appoint a
governor for America without the need for further
elections. Congress and the Senate will be disbanded.
A questionnaire may be circulated next year to
determine whether any of you noticed.

To aid in the transition to a British Crown
Dependency, the following rules are introduced with
immediate effect: (You should look up “revocation” in
the Oxford English Dictionary.)

1. Then look up aluminium, and check the pronunciation
guide. You will be amazed at just how wrongly you have
been pronouncing it.

2. The letter ‘U’ will be reinstated in words such as
‘favour’ and ‘neighbour.’ Likewise, you will learn to
spell ‘doughnut’ without skipping half the letters,
and the suffix ize will be replaced by the suffix ise.
Generally, you will be expected to raise your
vocabulary to acceptable levels. (look up vocabulary).

3. Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with
filler noises such as “like” and “you know” is an
unacceptable and inefficient form of communication.
There is no such thing as US English. We will let
Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft
spell-checker will be adjusted to take account of the
reinstated letter ‘u’ and the elimination of -ize. You
will relearn your original national anthem, God Save
The Queen.

4. July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.

5. You will learn to resolve personal issues without
using guns, lawyers, or therapists. The fact that you
need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you’re
not adult enough to be independent. Guns should only
be handled by adults. If you’re not adult enough to
sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a
therapist then you’re not grown up enough to handle a
gun.

6. Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or
carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler.
A permit will be required if you wish to carry a
vegetable peeler in public.

7. All American cars are hereby banned. They are crap
and this is for your own good. When we show you German
cars, you will understand what we mean.

8. All intersections will be replaced with
roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left
with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go
metric with immediate effect and without the benefit
of conversion tables. Both roundabouts and
metrification will help you understand the British
sense of humour.

9. The Former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (
which you have been calling gasoline ) — roughly
$6/US gallon. Get used to it.

10. You will learn to make real chips. Those things
you call French fries are not real chips, and those
things you insist on calling potato chips are properly
called crisps. Real chips are thick cut, fried in
animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with
vinegar.

11. The cold tasteless stuff you insist on calling
beer is not actually beer at all. Henceforth, only
proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and
European brews of known and accepted provenance will
be referred to as Lager. American brands will be
referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat’s Urine, so that all
can be sold without risk of further confusion.

12. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast
English actors as good guys. Hollywood will also be
required to cast English actors to play English
characters. Watching Andie MacDowell attempt English
dialogue in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an
experience akin to having one’s ears removed with a
cheese grater.

13. You will cease playing American football. There is
only one kind of proper football; you call it soccer.
Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to
play rugby ( which has some similarities to American
football, but does not involve stopping for a rest
every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body
armour like a bunch of nancies ).

14. Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not
reasonable to host an event called the World Series
for a game which is not played outside of America.
Since only 2.1% of you are aware that there is a world
beyond your borders, your error is understandable.

15. You must tell us who killed JFK. It’s been driving
us mad.

16. An internal revenue agent ( i.e. tax collector )
from Her Majesty’s Government will be with you shortly
to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated
to 1776).

17. Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 pm with proper
cups, never mugs, with high quality biscuits ( cookies)
and cakes; strawberries in season.

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