Help!

I'm just listening to The Beatles Love album, and I like it. The song I happen to be listening to is Help!, that's why I wrote that title. I don't actually need help, though some would I'm sure, beg to differ.

I'm in Montreal on a long layover, which will repeat tomorrow as well. All day in Montreal, then two quick flights, one to Toronto and the other back to Montreal, and then the same thing tomorrow. My life is so hard, I know.

I slept in today, walked over to the mall, avoided H&M because I really don't have the money to spend on more clothes, bought a hat for my trip, ran into another flight attendant on my crew, then we walked to the grocery store and got a few things for the next few days. Now I'm in my hotel room, listening to some beatles, and waiting for 6:30 to come when I have to work. Fun times, I know.

On Sunday I had a pre-birthday dinner with the fam since Kristen was in town. It was the last one in my dad's house before he moves into his condo! That's a bit sad to think of. It was weird to receive gifts and a cake that said 23 on it more than two weeks before my birthday, but I've had birthdays in October before, so what's July right? I got an italian charm bracelet from my mum, something I've been wanting for quite a long time, so that was nice, then Kristen got me a skirt that I can bring traveling with me, and my dad and Kevin got me a new camera since my old one just stopped working for no reason. It's a pretty cool camera so I'll be guarding it with my life on my trip. All in all it was a nice dinner (lobster!) and family gathering.

Well, I guess I should head off and do something. Oh wait, I have nothing to do. Maybe I'll iron. That always kills a bit of time.

Judging by your reaction when I got my first tattoo, Mum, you probably shouldn't read this.

I'm slightly obsessed about getting another tattoo.

I was casually talking about how I'd like to add on to the lady bug on my back with a flight attendant the other day, and I was telling her how I'd like it to come up my back a bit and over my right side, and how I'd like it to be some kind of plant/vegetation/organic thing but I have no idea what I actually want, and she was all "we just got profit share, go get one!". Since then, I've been obsessing. I want it. NOW. I just don't know WHAT.

I've been looking on Flickr at people's photos, and I'm thinking I should find some things that I like, bring them in to a tattoo artist, and see what we come up with. My problem is that I know what I don't want, just not really what I want. I wish I could draw well, that way I could just doodle for a while and eventually what is in my subconscious would come out on paper. But that really isn't going to happen. So I just don't know. I want something artistic, that looks really cool, and that I will love forever.

A little background on the ladybug: I went to Montreal in grade 11, and my friend and I thought we'd be super cool if we came back with tattoos. So we got tattoos. I like ladybugs. Lower back isn't visible to chaperones and parents, so why not a ladybug on my lower back. I still like it, and I know it's not some major work of art or anything, but it's the memory of getting it and how rebellious I felt, and how rumours flew around the school while we were still in Montreal that we got penises and skulls on our boobs, and when we came back everyone asked us to see our tattoos and were so disappointed when they weren't penises and skulls on our boobs. (I, on the other hand, am not disappointed that I don't have a penis and a skull on my boob.) I don't want it covered, I just want to take the memory, and turn it into a really cool (and big ish) tattoo that I can look at and say "I have a super cool tattoo". (I've said super cool at least twice this post.)

Anyway, I'm going to continue my search for something that's along the lines of something that I want. So far I've really narrowed it down, can't you tell?

Five Days

It seems like forever... Five whole days of work. I leave Tuesday and get back on Saturday. That seriously seems like forever. I hope I still remember where I live when I get back! Or what Linda looks like!

On a side note, the two day trip to Montreal? TOTALLY worth it. I had such a great time out there, as usual, and even though I'm stupid tired I'm glad I went!!! Never too many laughs!

Check y'alls on the flip side... I might have grey hair by the time I'm back!

Quick Update

So I gave in to peer pressure and am in Montreal. I took the 1am flight this morning and got here around 7, slept until now and then we're doing some quick shopping then heading up to the cottage for some Halloween fun tonight. I leave tomorrow night with Vanessa and then back to real life once again! I'm happy I came, but I feel like I might pay for this later. It just seems too good to be true. Either that, or I'll look back in five years and be like "wow remember when I would just up and go to Montreal, Vancouver and London for a day??" and we'll all laugh at my shenanigans.

Anyway, just thought I'd give the update. Hopefully many stories to follow!!

Leaving, on a jet plane

Not that this is unusual for me, since I regularly leave the city and it's generally on a plane. I'm leaving tomorrow and stay in Montreal two nights and Winnipeg one night. Unfortunately, Vanessa is making a trip out there on Thursday, the day AFTER I'm there... and even though I'm there twice, Tuesday and Wednesday aren't generally huge nights out, even in the party city of Montreal. I'll see some friends and chill out, which is probably a good idea since I had a pretty rough weekend.

Today I spent all day at the mall looking for shoes, either runners that I would wear out when I'm away, or work shoes that I'd wear out when I'm away. I can't afford the space in my suitcase to bring both work-out shoes and regular wear shoes... After MUCH looking I found a pair of Pumas that will hopefully cut it for working out. I'm not a polished black shoes with jeans kind of girl, and I couldn't find ANY black work shoes that I would wear just casually. So hopefully these will work for me. If not, I'll be mad I spent money on another pair of shoes since I have about a bazillion.

That's all I got. Sorry.

Montreal Pics Finally

So thanks to Vaness, I got some more Montreal pictures. I have posted a few on Flickr, but below are some of my faves.

This was Vanessa's friend, the paramedic, who's blood pressure she took as I was behind the ambulance throwing up. Awesome.

Surprised I wasn't dead. I can see the fear in my eyes.

I can't say anything about this. Though this is Tyler who I visit in Montreal when I fly there now. And the one with the motorcycle.


These two pics are us getting a little crazy in a random souvenir store. We were hysterically laughing, taking all sorts of poses and then we got kicked out of the store because you apparently aren't allowed to take photographs of items that you aren't purchasing. I haven't laughed so hard in my entire life, except perhaps when I was looking at these pictures today.

Tired.

I just got back from a four day pairing where I got to see my sister AND party in Montreal... how much better can things get??

Kristen and Jordan had prepared a delicious noodly steaky veggiey salad for me, as well as CUPCAKES that were lemony and with cream cheese icing. The best! Such a nice birthday surprise. We had a nice evening together, and luckily Jordan didn't turn the sleep number bed into a giant pit like last time.

The next day was boring... Edmonton... blech.

Next day, got into Montreal around 1 pm ish, I went to the mall and got some stuff at H & M, for the first time ever. Then had a really nice dinner, then the whole crew of Vaness's friends from last weekend and I went to this bar about 45 minutes from Montreal in the middle of the mountains on the side of the highway, where I think there were somewhere between 3000 and 5000 people there. Seriously. I'm not even kidding. How is this possible? How is Calgary so lame compared to Montreal? I just don't get it!!! Anyways we partied it up and I was a little bit tired this morning, but survived!!!

It was a great pairing, but now it's time for a nap!

Real Montreal Update

So I'll try to tell you the tales of the trip. We went out on Thursday, to a place called Karina's on crescent. This is the place where all the hot spots are, and was within walking distance of our hotel (kind of). We hung out there, had some drinks, met up with Vanessa's friend Tyler and his friends. I guess I had a few more drinks than anticipated... the evening ended up with me a little ill. I was also quite ill the next morning. BUT, I persevered and went shopping on Saint Catherine's with the girls (though Vanessa and I met them a little later than expected.)

So the next night, we got all dolled up (again) and had a sushi dinner with the girls and Tyler and his friends again, then went to Newtown, a really cool club. We had this "VIP" room there, which was this long couch against the wall and there was this beaded curtain thing separating it from the rest of the club. AND, in Montreal, you can order a whole 40 of booze along with mixers, and then you just make your own drinks. It ends up being cheaper than ordering 40 drinks, so if you're in for a good night, it's the way to go. I had never heard of that before, so it was really cool. So the bottles of Skyy Vodka kept coming and we kept on drinking it! The night ended and we walked back to our hotel to find a guy drunk passed out on the floor outside our hotel room. We later recognized him from the room down the hall, so we coaxed him back to his room and had a HUGE laugh about it.

The next day we walked around old Montreal and saw a bunch of things, street performers, old things, and that big church where Celine Dion got married. I'd been in there before, but man it's pretty crazy how gorgeous it is! I really enjoyed the tour we had, and the guide's voice was so soothing I almost fell asleep a bunch of times. It was quite nice. We returned to our hotel room to find a note slid under the door addressed to the "sexy ladies who share our floor" inviting us to have a little get together in their room before our evening's festivities, all written in rhymes. It was SO funny.. I can't remember exactly what was said but in ended on "circle what your answer is" and there was a "yes" and a "no" and then a little note with an arrow that said "pick this one" pointing to the "yes". We decided to get a little more info so we wrote them a note back in rhymes, asking them who they were, where they were from, how old they were, yada yada. They were waiting for it, and through our peep whole we watched them all huddle around the note reading it. We felt little kids passing notes back and forth, but we thought it was really funny so we played along. Eventually after a few notes back and forth they called us to make sure we were coming, and we decided what the hell let's go and we'll leave if it got weird. There were 5 of us and we figured we'd be safe and make sure the door was open. So we got there, there was a bath tub FULL of booze, and we laughed and talked and saw the passed out guy who was in front of our room the night before... we heard the whole story surrounding that and it was pretty freaking funny. We went out to another club, then left and ate some poutine at 2 am and called it a night.

The next day I was supposed to leave but all the flights were full, so I decided to stay another night with Vanessa and then leave on Monday. SO Vanessa, Tyler, Seb and I went to Tyler's friends cabin and went boating. It was so fun. We went back to the West Island, rode on the motorcycle, watched tv, drank some tequila, and I didn't end up sleeping at all, so I had a GREAT flight from Montreal to Calgary at 8:50 (which meant I had to be there at 5:50) in yesterday's clothes, not having brushed my teeth or anything. It wasn't too pleasant. I slept for about 6 hours yesterday and then went to bed at 10 and woke up at 8:30, so I hope I'm all caught up. My camera died after about 2 pictures, so I'll have to get all the pics from friends and then I'll share them with y'all. Tomorrow is the big 2-2 birthday, so we'll see what's in store for that.

So that's the big update. It felt like I did a lot more than that... but all written down it seems like all I did was drink. Oh wait, I guess that kind of is all I did. Oh well... it was a blast.

Montreal, and no liquids

So I went to Montreal to party. It was very fun. I also flew on the first day of this whole liquid ban, AS A PASSENGER, so things were a little hairy. I will write about my Montreal trip later, when I'm slightly more rested (since I didn't go to bed last night AT ALL)... but as a little teaser, I rode a motorcycle!!! I real one! Something I told myself I'd never do... well I did it, and almost died of fright/excitement. I haven't decided if I want to do it again yet. But it was definitely cool. But back to the liquids thing. No one (except aircrew, thankfully, because I could not work without my hair product or makeup... seriously) is allowed to bring any liquid whatsoever onto the aircraft in their carry-on. That means a bottle of water, a cup of coffee, mascara, lipgloss, lotion, purfume, Advil liquidgel headache pills, etc. etc. BUT, parents traveling with infants and children are allowed to bring formula, breastmilk, and juice for their children. I don't know about you, but doesn't that totally not make sense? So, if I were wanting to bring liquid explosives onto an aircraft to blow it up, I could just bring a baby with me and they wouldn't question my liquids. Does that not make this whole liquid ban totally useless? Am I missing something? I'm just putting it out there.

More Montreal updates later. Promise.