Pure cringey!

I was on my way to dance class last night (I know right, how cool does that sound. I now identify as a dancer check me the fuck out) getting my inner Beyonce prepped and wondering what this weeks song will be (last week it was  Tinie Tempah, ‘Girls Like’ and no one in the class knew who he was, like wtf how do you not know this awesome artist who can literally turn a shitty run into a Paula Radcliffe motivated marathon. Go on click the link and try not to move).

Anyways I’m crossing the road and almost got hit by a moped, I was like whatever, I’m a dancer on my way to class you will not kill my positive vibe (PS you look like a right nob, open your eyes next time you prick). This random stranger who was walking behind me was so indignant for me, he was proper pissed and having a right good old rant on my behalf. Not sure if it was the fact of almost getting run over that pissed him off or the fact that it was a moped (oh the shame).

So I humoured the guy and was chatting away and he said “your accent is great I won’t guess where it’s from” told him it was English and he asked if I had just moved here so I gave him the blurb of moving to Vancouver from Edmonton. He told me that he also used to live in Edmonton and asked how I liked Vancouver which I obviously replied that I loved it here. “Fist pump” he said as he held his clenched fist out towards me (ya what love, you want me to fist pump what are you like 12, you have just been raging about bad drivers and now you want me to “fist pump” are you having a fuckin laugh). My inside voice was having such a laugh with this, the outer me totally different. I put on a big smile and did the ‘fist pump’ thing. Thankfully we were heading in different directions and I could get back to practising my awesome dance routines (I’m a dancer don’t ya know) in my head.

So my dance program is almost finished, I only have one more class left and though I have enjoyed them I think I will try something else. Maybe boxing as I do love punching things (don’t look to much into that) though once you’ve been trained by the hardest bird in Birkenhead who was also named as one of the toughest women in Britain it’s going to be pretty hard to find a program that comes close!

In other news, our trip to Montreal was fabulous, we ate, drank and got frozen to the core. Besides the fab food and beer Old Montreal has lovely old buildings and we really did feel like we could have been in France. Winter probably isn’t the best time to go so we will be checking it out again in the Summer!

Have a fabulous weekend, I will be searching Vancouver for a decent Mojito!

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Mojito please!

Bore Off With Ya Smashed Avocado Part 2

Just when you are fully recovered from the anger of ‘Smashed Avocado’ and you can smile at Millennials again, something happens that reignites the fury. Mr C and I were having a lovely afternoon, we’d had a good meeting with the Accountant (I know right, how very grown up) and was enjoying checking out Granville Island market. We’d had some fabulous Pad Thai, explored a wonderful wine shop and was fully emerged in the Christmas spirit.

Now one might ask what could possibly reignite Avocado fury whilst in the middle of such a blissful afternoon; did you look for a place to have a snack only to be faced with the delightful ‘smashed avo’ option, did you spot the bloody things on sale for “only $1.99” each?!!

Just going to leave this here……..

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Yep, an Avocado sock!!

 

 

Bore Off With Ya Smashed Avocado!!

We met up with some friends on Saturday afternoon and I chose for us to meet in an Irish pub downtown; they arrived excited as they had checked the menu and saw that they served fish & chips but also Pork scratchings woop woop! Excitedly they looked at the menu but then got confused as neither was listed. We asked the server thinking maybe it’s some secret need to know menu.

What followed next led to the title of this post. Did our server say “we’ve ran out or we don’t serve them on Saturday’? No, the response was “oh the menu changed just yesterday, we no longer serve Pork scratchings or fish and chips and we no longer have a fries menu.” “Okay, so what are you serving instead of fish & chips” we asked. “Gnocchi” was the response; yes you read that right, this Irish pub had replaced fish & chips with gnocchi wtf!

We could not believe it, what is going on with food places these days? Well that was it, we all went into overdrive, which is why we got onto the subject of Avocados. Our friends described how they went to six places looking for a decent breakfast but was met with a lot of menus offering ‘Smashed Avocado.’ Like what does that even mean, did you mix it in a bowl, throw the Avocados at the wall or smash them on the ground before throwing them on toast!

Shit got even more heated when mid rant one of us spotted a young chap getting out of his car wearing jeans that were evidently to short but worst of all…….he was wearing shoes with no socks, noooooooo arghhhhhh whyyyyyyyyy! As this confident looking Millennial with his great tan and floppy hair swaggered off he had sent us into overdrive. Needless to say when our server came over to ask if we would be ordering food, it was a resounding no!

It did get me wondering what the Baby Boomers thought of my generation, were they all like “bore off with poached eggs”!

In other news Eric was giving a clean bill of health this morning and was very happy that he didn’t have to get a thermometer stuck up his arse. He fully approves of his new Vet.

Anyways I’m off to Pinterest to find some recipes to use up the two ripe Avocados sitting on the side in my kitchen……..

Me & Eric

Eric being thankful.