Vacation buzz fading... fading...

Day 2 of back to reality is in the books.  Man, I didn't want to come home so hard.  Who knew that I have natural skills in the area of luxury tropical vacationing???

Yesterday while sitting at my desk planning lessons and reaching into my lunch bag for lunch (i.e. random foodstuffs I had at home) all I could think was how much I missed having a lunch buffet, and man, would a lunchtime beer be grand.

Okay, I'll stop whining and summarize with the fact that my vacation was fun, relaxing, fun, fun, and more relaxing.  I loved it.  Man, I'm lucky to be able to do such things.

Oh, and on the Boris/Helga front, we saw them many more times over the course of the week.  They were even on our flight home.  Everything we saw them, Helga was wearing her perma-frown and Boris was on his phone.  They clearly do not have my level of vacationing skills.

Tales from the Tropics.

I woke up on Monday to pouring rain.  For some odd reason I was wide awake at 7:30 am, so I made a pot of coffee and drank it on my balcony while watching the rain and listening to the sounds of assorted tropical creatures.

My vacation buddy Nadine messaged me from next door sounding quite dejected about the rain.  However, I could see blue sky peeking out from behind the clouds.  I took a picture and sent it to hee with the message "it's going to clear up".

I was right, and the day ended with me looking like a sunburned lobster.  (My beach skills are awful.)

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Yesterday we went for lunch at the snack bar near the privat beach.  It was busy, but we scored a table.  As we started to dig in, an older couple (whom we have now named Helga and Boris... I'm sure they had names of their own but we didn't care to ask) asked if they could join us as there were no free tables left.

Being that we are polite Canadians, we said yes.  Turned out they were Canadians too.  After the waiter asked Helga if she'd like a drink, she commented to us "why do they always assume that you want a drink here?? Don't they know that you can be healthy like us and just drink water?" Nadine and I exchanged glances.  I guess Helga didn't get the memo that people were on vacation and might want to let loose a little.

We chatted with them, and as they told us about some resort they once stayed at which was better than this one, they begrudgingly accepted that this resort was okay, but then started harping on the fact that the wifi connection is a little slow and spotty.

Boris started going on about how he purchased a $10-a-day travel plan so that he could make his important business calls on vacation.  Helga mentioned "I'm a teacher and not having reliable internet here is difficult for me.  I sometimes get ideas for lessons and want to work on them right away."

I kept my mouth shut and Nadine looked at me.  There was an unspoken agreement that we would not bring up that we are the kinds of teachers who go on vacation during March Break and do not think about our lesson plans.

Luckily at that point we were done eating and excused ourselves and headed to the beach.  However from our encounter with Helga and Boris we have a fun running vacation joke where every so often one of us will exclaim "I have an idea for a lesson plan but I don't have access to the Internet, what do I do?" To which the other person will reply "how will I make my important business calls?"

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I have a well-developed silly side.  I don't even need to be drinking for it to come out.  This evening I didn't drink at dinner, and then afterwards we went for a walk on the dark deserted beach.  It ended up with me taunting the ocean, and the ocean getting my shorts wet in return.  (Don't ask... I was kind of re-enacting an episode of the Osbournes... remember that reality TV gem??)

We decided to head up to the lobby bar to get a drink after Nadine assured me since my shorts were dark, no one would notice that they were wet from taunting the ocean.  As we were walking inside, a woman stopped me and asked me if my name was Chrissy.  She thought that she had gone to
elementary school with me.  (For some reason I decided I wanted to be called Christy in grade 5, however most family members still call me Chrissy.)

Turned out we had, and she had seen me on the beach earlier in the day and was trying to place me.  I would not have recognized her, but if there's one thing I've heard, it's that I look exactly the same as I did as a kid.

We had a nice conversation and reminisced about people from back in the day. And it turns out she is a teacher too.  However, thinking about childhood and growing up sometimes leaves one unsettled.  One thing I am glad of, is that I'm still good friends with one person from elementary school, my friend Mel.  It's nice to have someone who's known you through it all.

Oh, but the funniest part was that I had that convo in wet shorts.

Made it to tropical paradise.

It was sunny for our 40 km car ride as well as our choppy 5 min ferry ride to our island resort off the cost of Samana, DR.

There were intermittent showers for the rest of the aft/evening but that was ok. Warm rain is the least of my worries.

The resort is rather luxurious. This will be a different sort of vacation for me. Usually I am go go go on a trip but this one will be relax relax relax.

I am currently tipsy on a lemony-gin drink called a white lady. I feel like a cliche.

More later.

And now it's apparently spring.

The last you heard from me, I was dreading an impending snowstorm.  Well, it wasn't too bad, but I got snowed under by preparations for my school's biennial Multicultural Day.  It was my fourth as an organizer.  Ever thrown a huge party for 500 people?  Not an easy task, but extremely worthwhile.  My grade ten class, who had not experience the day before, had to admit that I was right and that it was indeed a super fun day.

A week after the snowstorm and its spring-like weather.  I cannot remember a year where I have cycled so much between my fall/spring coat and my winter coat.

As nice as this weather is, I'm counting down until my trip to the Domincan Republic.  Sun.  Sand.  Relaxation.  I can't wait.

Spring Training.

I was able to catch a bit of the Blue Jays' first Spring Training game today after school.  I had the game streaming on MLB.TV as I was trying to (unsuccessfully) get some marking done.

It was nice to have baseball on in the background, as I messaged my friend Mathew, who was also watching.  We both found the commentators extremely dull.

It was also kind of weird to watch because it was essentially the Jays' younger players trying out for a spot on the roster.  One dude dropped an easy fly ball and I yelled "CUT HIIM!" which brought me an odd sense of joy.  (Of course, I shouldn't be judging; I probably would drop the easiest of fly balls).

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I had a nice workout at the gym today.  I used battle ropes for the first time.  It was funny, because I've seen videos of various Blue Jays using these things in their off-season training, and it looks super fun and super easy when then do it, but those fucking ropes are heavy.  I wonder if I'll be able to write on the chalkboard tomorrow.

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Today I bought baseball tickets.  Jays vs KC in August.  Yes, a game in KC!  ALCS grudge match!  I'm so excited.  I'm meeting up with my pals Alex and Wes for our second Missouri baseball meet-up!  How things have changed in two years.  In the past, when Wes said "let's meet up for a baseball game" I said "sure!" and this year was "I'll only go if the Jays are playing."  Anyway, it all works out and since Alex lives close to KC we can meet up while she's super busy during the US election.

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There's supposed to be a big snowstorm tonight.  SNOW DAY TOMORROW?  (It won't happen.)

My interests as of late.

1) Baseball - Mathew and I have signed up for another Pitch Talks (an event were we pay money to watch people drink beer and talk about baseball) in April.  This one features the Jays' new President (also a man not loved by Toronto) Mark Shapiro, and the loveable Jays' commentator Buck Martinez.

2) Beyonce - obviously

3) Drake - I kind of crush on Drake, especially in his singing songs.  I have come to accept the everyday sexism in Hotline Bling by thinking of Drake as totally knowing he's a pathetic dude in the song and he knows that we are all cheering for the girl.  So it's really not sexist, but a satirical eff you to the patriarchy (or that's what it is in my brain).

4) Cross Stitch - I've been planning too many lessons to make progress though.  BOO!

5) Boxing - I still like hitting stuff as long as it's inanimate and doesn't hit back.

Conversations with my father.

My dad's not a phone guy.  I talk to my mother almost every day, but every so often my dad puts in a request for a conversation (when he's in the mood/still awake/not watching Jeopardy... well I'm not foolish enough to call them during Jeopardy!)

Tonight I put in my phone call at about 7-ish (before Jeopardy) and after talking to my mom a bit, she asked if I wanted to talk with my dad.  It's usually a good time, so why not?

Here's how my dad answers the phone:

"Sylvester's residence."

We watched a lot of Loonie Tunes when I was a kid, and my dad likes to think that he's Sylvester, and I'm his "thon" and that I should go catch the little mice, and he'll catch the big ones. (Cue the baby kangaroo).

This is actually an improvement over some of his other phone greetings.  As a teenager, I would race to the phone whenever it rang, terrified that a friend would hear my dad answer the phone with a greeting such as "Buckingham Palace" or "1400 Pennsylvania Avenue" or "Committee for Public Safety; Robespierre speaking".  (I'm not making these up.)

Anyway, my dad and I first had a good baseball chat.  Note: my dad is a bit on the deaf side from: a) genetics (lucky me); b) years of listening to records loudly on headphones; and c) that time he owned a pig barn (pigs squeal rather loudly).

I commented on how the Jays' pitcher, Aaron Sanchez, has bulked up quite a bit during the off-season.  My Dad asked "who?" and I repeated "SANCHEZ!" and he replied "What? Seinfeld?"

Yes Dad, Jerry Seinfeld has bulked up quite a bit during the offseason.  He's ready to cheer on those Mets!  I started laughing so hard.

Finally, after spelling out S-A-N-C-H-E-Z, we were on the same page and pondered if this bulk up might mean he's trying to shift over to a starting pitcher.

Our conversation shifted to Jeopardy! and the recent news they are no longer accepting Canadian applicants (there goes my dream; at least I auditioned once, right?).

"THAT'S A BLOODY OUTRAGE!!!" was my Dad's response to this topic.  My Dad is a rather laid-back guy.  Hearing him worked up about something is actually quite amusing.

Anyway, he surmised that this could mean war, and that we should sent only our strongest nerds over to correct this.  Or, to just have a Canadian version of Jeopardy! as well as a Canada-only hockey league.

And, the biggest surprise of this long phone conversation with my Dad is that it actually bled into sacred Jeopardy time and he even missed out on a category on Stephen King, which I'm sure he could have run as he's read pretty much everything by Stephen King.

Need to Catch Up

This weekend I have not a lot planned and I'm super happy about it.

I need to catch up on housework, laundry, a little bit (but not too much) schoolwork, podcasts, reading, and exercising.  Okay, wow, now that sounds like a lot.

Oh and I need to catch up on blogs.  It's been an age since I left a comment on anyone's blog.

The next two weeks at school are going to be insane because there's an event coming up.  I need to enjoy this weekend of respite, but get some stuff done too.

Another year older.

Oh man, so I've made another revolution around the Sun!  Can you believe it??

Some years I want to hide away on my birthday and do nothing.  I feel like I'm older, nothing has changed, and it's no cause for celebration.  I can get mopey.

After a mope-tastic birthday last year, I said NO MORE and had a great day, nay, WEEKEND this year.  Four dinners, some cross-stitching, beers, laughs, bad movies, treat-yo-self, Blue Jays themed attire and more to ring in another year of me.

I feel ready for my next revolution and I have wonderful people traveling with me.

Great Day!!!

1) Someone (an adult) annoyed me at work.  Went to the gym and mentioned to my trainer.  He said "why don't we try boxing?"  I did and it was so much fun!  Most fun I've had working out.  Ever.

2) My dear friend Alex scored me tickets for Beyonce!!!! So excited.

What to write about?

I used to be able to blog more easily that I can now.  Here I'm sitting at the end of a pretty dull weekend and I can't think of a thing to really write about.  Ugh.  I'll do it later.

Woo-hoo!

It's a new semester and I'm really happy that my classroom is free during my prep period.  It means that I can spread out/set-up in here without bothering anyone and relax.  (I have prep period first, and I'm ready to go, hence I'm blogging.)

I had a pretty chill weekend.  I watched Straight Outta Compton which was OK.  It was revisionist history, from everything I've read about N.W.A., but I still found it interesting overall.  I tend to really enjoy music biopics.  It takes me back to the music appreciation course I took for fun in university.  (Fun and credit, mind you.)

I went to the Raptors game on Saturday night and it turned out to be one of those exceptional evenings that you could not predict its awesomeness.  My friend Elaine and I bought these tickets waaaaay back in the summer, and I tell you, we couldn't have chosen a better night!

My first small happy moment was ordering a Coke Zero (although I've mostly given that carcinogenic brew up) in a Raptors souvenir cup.  I have one of these cups from my first ever Raptors game, and I use it all of the time, so I figured it was time for an upgrade.  The first snack booth was out of them and only had Leafs cups left, but after hunting around we found one.  Woo-hoo!

We had nosebleed seats which I'm accustomed to from my Jays games, but basketball is definitely more pricey.  Anyhow, I was checking out who was sitting courtside, and from up where I was sitting one dude (shaved head, beard, work boots) looked like Drake and I said to my friend Elaine "hey!  I think that Drake's here!" and she said no, it wasn't Drake.  Then I texted my friend Elisa, who was also at the game but had better seats, and she made fun of me for thinking Drake was there.

About 30 minutes later, they put Drake up on the scoreboard and I had fun gloating!

During half-time, my friend Elisa texted me.  A co-worker of hers has seasons tickets down in the 100s, and the seasons tickets holders who sit behind her weren't there.  Since Elisa already had good seats, she texted me to see if I wanted a free upgrade.  Woo-hoo!  My Drake-watching (oh and basketball-watching) was so much better from down there.

The Raptors ended up winning against the Detroit Pistons 111 - 107 which was amazing because it was their record-breaking 11th win in a row.  I will point out, because I have to, that the 2015 Jays had TWO 11-game win streaks, but anyway.  Yah.  (I miss baseball.)  And, because the Raptors scored more than 100 points, we could all use our tickets to get free pizza at Pizza Pizza the next day.

Souvenir cup, Drake sighting, amazing seat upgrade, 11th win in a row, and free pizza!  That's a pretty good Saturday night!  I can only hope that Drake had as much fun as I did.

p.s. The Woo-Hoo! title of this post expresses mainly my joy that my classroom is free right now.

Weekend, exam week, etc.

I headed to Stratford for a chill weekend.  It was a friend's baby shower, so I figured why not go, but I only made it a mini-trip (left on Saturday morning and came back Sunday night).  I didn't do a whole lot when I was there, other than go shopping for a present, and then go to the actual shower.

We are now finished first semester, and it's exam week.  I am chugging through the marking.  I now have six sets of term work left to deal with and two sets of final exams.  I'm feeling like that is getting under control, but then there is the fact I have to get ready for another semester.

Tonight I get a break when I go to Pitch Talks.  Woo-hoo!

Also, it's really dreary today.  Man, I could use sunshine.

That is all.

Leaving early.

Really the biggest thing I need to improve is my work-life balance.  I can honestly say I love my job, it's fun, it's fulfilling, and gives me a lot of purpose.  In a lot of ways, I feel ridiculous to be paid to do something so rewarding and so fun.

But it is a lot of work.

I can see how you could be a crappy teacher and get by.  Boring textbook lessons every day.  Don't change things up or be creative.  And you could leave at the bell!

But I would hate that.  I'm always changing things up, experimenting with new labs, inventing new games, and scouring the internet for interesting videos and funny science cartoons. And as a result my classes fly by and we all have fun.  Case in point today, I had a room full of teenaged boys with words taped to their foreheads walking around and playing a version of the game "Headbands" to review for their exam. And they were having a great time and completely into it. 

Anyway, the more I keep planning and innovating (the stuff I like), the farther behind I get in the drudge work of marking, photocopying, cleaning up my lab, and other things I hate.  And then I feel stressed and ugh, and it's an awful cycle.  I often stay at school way too late trying to get caught up but I'm not even that productive because I distract myself either by planning something new, or get caught up chit-chatting in the staff room.  

This year I'm trying to leave school early more often and it's great!  I leave, go to the gym or run errands and come home refreshed enough to maybe to a little bit of school catch-up.  I must keep doing this.

Yesterday, I left early to go on a three-hour expedition to get supplies for a long-term lab for my grade 12 biology students (they have to take another semester of bio but with another teacher).  It was still work-related, but being out of the building was so much better and I had fun because a friend was kind enough to join me.

I need to get out of there early more often.  I must continue this into next semester despite the spectre of another new course to teach for the third semester in a row.  I'm no longer using "I'm teaching a new course" to allow the rest of my life to fall apart.

January... so far, so good.

Off season woes.

I was a pretty big baseball fan when I was a kid.  I would read my dad's baseball magazines religiously and was quite happy to go on a family vacation to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, New York.  I had my baseball card collection and my MLB Panini* sticker books.  I used to ride my bike with the boys in my neighbourhood to the convenience store to buy sticker packs and trade.  I remember oh-so-clearly tearing my Mark McGwire sticker out of my book to give to my then-BFF Karl because that was the only sticker he was missing from his "Rookies of 1986".  I always regretted doing that, but then after all of the steroid scandals, I'm glad that sticker is no longer in my possession.

My baseball obsession peaked in 1992/1993 when the Blue Jays won back-to-back World Series.  Those were good days, hey?  In 1992, my dad took me to my first baseball game at the Skydome. I even named a cat after Joe Carter, who hit the home run that won the 1993 WS.

As I got older, and the Jays weren't as great, my basbeball obsession diminished.  When I moved to Toronto, I'd go to the occasional game, but more as a social occasion.  It was fun to reminisce about the old days, and remember all of my favourite Jays from the glory days (Fred McGriff, anyone?).  But I didn't follow baseball at all.

Fast forward to the end of 2013.  My friend Mathew had recently rekindled his own love of baseball, and asked me if I want to join him on flex passes.  15 games for $120.  Why not?  Even if I missed games, it was a great deal!  And baseball games are fun, right?

Well, by the end of the 2014 season I was pretty much watching every game that I could on TV.  Even though the Jays weren't in contention that year, my early-90s super-fandom came flooding back.  And then, well, you know what happened in 2015.  It was a (bat) flippin' amazing season!  Playoff baseball games!  Woo-hoo!

And that brings us to now.   The long boring off-season.  Do you know what I'd give to be watching a game right now?  Baseball has the most insanely long season of 162 games but somehow that's not enough for me.  I almost need to start following all of the international leagues or something.

On Tuesday, my pal Mathew and I are doing something that cements us as die hards.  We are going to an event called Pitch Talks, which is a series where we listen to people talk about baseball.  Yes, it's come to this.  The event is advertised for "real baseball fans" and I'm pretty sure I qualify.

Tonight Mathew just messaged me "what are you going to wear to Pitch Talks.  I think I'm going to wear my playoff hoodie."  I started laughing so hard.  This is what the off season has brought us to.  Until then, we've got 29 days until pitchers and catchers report to spring training.

*Wow!  The 80s were great!  I like to remember the days when "Panini" didn't refer to a sandwich, but to those sticker collections that you could spend all of your allowance money on.

Pirate Cat

When I got home on Thursday, Rilo greeted me at the door with her left eye closed. It was weird.  All evening, she wouldn't open her left eye and it was rather runny.  I consulted the Internet about what it could mean when your cat was closing one eye, and after becoming freaked out with stories of cats having their eyes fall out of the socket, I figured that she probably just got something in it, and if it didn't look better the next day, I'd make a vet appointment.

Even though she looked like a pirate with one eye shut, she was her old spirited bossy self, so at least I knew that she wasn't in pain.

On Friday, I got home from school to a quite pathetic looking cat.  Her pirate eye was half open and very runny.  It was 6 pm, so I called the vet's office right away to make a Saturday appointment before they closed for the evening.  I described her condition, and they fit me in for an afternoon appointment.

As Friday night progressed, her eye got better.  In fact, her eye was back to normal by the time I had to cart her off to the vet on Saturday.  However, no harm in getting her checked out.  It's been a while since she was at the vet anyhow.

Getting Rilo into her cage is quite the ordeal.  There's nothing she hates more.  I got her carrier out on Friday, and as soon as she saw it, she promptly hid.  After about 20 minutes, she figured the coast was clear.

On Saturday, even before I got ready to go myself, I seized the opportunity to pack her up.  She was snoozing on the couch, and I scooped her up and got her locked up in the cage before she knew what was happening.  As I was getting myself ready, I was treated to a cacophony of furious meows and the sound of claws trying to scrape through plastic.

The vet's office is about a seven-minute walk from my place.  As I was walking, many people expressed "poor kitty" at my pissed-off meowing caged pet.  When we got to the vet's office, we had to wait for awhile, and a couple of dogs walked up to her cage to check her out.  I was afraid she'd get scared, since I don't think she's seen a dog up close before, but she was too angry to care.  I think she just saw the dogs as someone else she could express her outrage too.

Once we were into the examining room, and she was out of the cage, she was fine.  The vet was impressed how chill she was.  I explained the eye problem to him, and he said it was most likely a flare-up of cat herpes that she probably caught back when she was at the Humane Society.  Like the herpes simplex virus in humans, it can lay dormant for long periods of time.  In cats, an outbreak of the virus can result in upper respiratory infections and ocular discharge.  These outbreaks are often caused by stress, but it doesn't seem like anything has changed to stress Rilo out on Thursday.  Who knows, maybe I didn't wake up early enough to give her treats.

Anyway, it was good to get her checked out.  The vet said she was in excellent health for an approximately eleven-year old cat.  (I don't know her exact age because it was estimated she was about 3 - 5 when I adopted her.)  Her only problem is that she's got some tartar build-up on her teeth.  The vet said that she could use a cleaning, and then he printed up an estimate for me, which would run around $1000, so ummm, I think she's gonna live with dirty teeth.

So now at least I know that if Rilo busts out the pirate eye again that it's just her herpes acting up.  Nice souvenir, there Humane Society.

Emo Reading

I had a rather emotional day on Friday.  It was no big deal, and nothing negative, other than I had some feelings to deal with.

As a result, I was in no head space to deal with reality this weekend, so I lost myself in books.

I did, however, manage to get my hair cut AND plan an event for my birthday.  It's a cross-stitching class held at a local brewery!  Crafts + beer sounds great!  I bought the last four remaining tickets for myself and 3 friends.  I can't wait!

Things I'm Into:

1) Wool socks from Simons in Montreal.

2) Grimes' album "Artangels"

3) Making A Murderer.  Especially Dean Strang.  I binged the series in two days.  Now I just keep up on news and the reddit. (My heart broke for Brendan Dassey so much.)

4) Toque weather but not what it does to my hair.

5) Jenny Lawson's Fuirously Happy.

6) Rilo no longer waking me up at 5:30 am for treats.  She's gotten chill.

7) Short lists.

Holiday Wrap-Up

Where did those two weeks go?  Seriously, how it can be 11:39 pm on the Sunday night before I have to go back to work is beyond me.

I had a really nice time in Montreal.  It snowed the whole time, but I was prepared with my Hunter boots & warm liners (I can just walk through all slushy puddles), my sparkly warm toque, mittens and warm winter coat.  A snowy winter vacation is fun as long as you are prepared for the weather!

Places that we visited:

• St Hubert's - The Quebec version of Swiss Chalet!  Their sauce is better, I think.

• Simon's - I love going to this department store whenever I go to Montreal.  I think there might be one in Mississauga now, but I haven't gone there.  I got lots of neat things: a new cardigan sweater, a fuzzy owl blanket (that Rilo will take over I know it), an owl shower curtain, some cheap jewelry, owl napkins, and some winter socks.

• The Montreal Museum of Fine Arts - I'd never been here before, and wanted to go.  They had lots of cool art, but this was the highlight!  I waited in line for about 45 minutes to go into this exhibit and it was so fun!  The birds were so cute.

• La Banquise - A great cafe for poutine.

• Creperie Chez Suzette -  A cute place in Old Montreal for crepes.
   
• The Montereal Biodome & Planetarium - A great opportunity to get my science nerd warmed up for back to school!  I loved the Biodome; there were four distinct ecosystems set up inside the dome, with lots of cool animals and plants.  I think the highlight for me was seeing the two lynx playing with each other.  The Planetarium was okay; the show that I really want to see (on the Aurora Borealis) was sold out, so we saw a less-interesting one on how constellations were used to tell time in the past.  I may have fallen asleep in my comfy chair.

• Fairmount Bagels and St. Viateur Bagels - We checked out both famous bagel places!  The blueberry bagel I bought at Fairmount was the best train snack ever.

• Notre Dame Basilica - A beautiful church both outside and inside.  I'd never been inside before, and I was glad to see its bright and colourful altar.

I'm very bad at adding pictures to my blog, but I'm pretty good at posting on my instagram account.

Our train got back to Toronto at 11:30 pm on Friday night, and I've been having a pretty chill weekend.  Last night I went out for drinks for a friend's birthday, and today's been a lot of reading and Netflix.  Not the marking and lesson planning I was going to do....

I haven't yet made a resolution for 2016.  I think my priority will be to get back into running because I miss it.  That means a return to regular visits to the gym and weight-training.  I'd really like to do a 5K in May, and then do the 5K at the Toronto Zoo in September.  Then maybe I can work up to longer races again in 2017...

I should blog more too.  I definitely need to do a post about all of the true crime documentaries I binged upon over the holidays.

Happy 2016 friends!

2015 Wrap-Up: Books!

I wanted to read 40 books in 2015, and I made it by finishing the last one on New Year's Eve eve.  Here's the list. 

• 40) Why Not Me? - Mindy Kaling (funny)
• 39) Pretty Girls - Karin Slaughter (awful)
• 38) My Brilliant Friend - Elena Ferrante (quite good)
• 37) A Thousand Splendid Suns - Khaled Hosseini (amazing)
• 36) The Grownup - Gillian Flynn (excellent gothic short story)
• 35) Those Girls - Chevy Stevens (quite good!)
• 34) Luckiest Girl Alive - Jessica Knoll (ugh)
• 33) Garden of Shadows - V.C. Andrews (sometimes I like to re-read crap from my teenage years)
• 32) The Daughter - Jane Shemilt (mixed feelings)
• 31) We Have Always Lived In the Castle - Shirley Jackson (excellent gothic novel)
• 30) Burn - Ellen Hopkins (meh)
• 29) Modern Romance - Aziz Ansari & Eric Klinenberg (excellent)
• 28) Dear Daughter - Elizabeth Little (meh)
• 27) Woman With A Secret - Sophie Hannah (good)
• 26) Pretty Baby - Mary Kubica (OK)
• 25) Disclaimer - Renée Knight (quite good)
• 24) Who Do You Love - Jennifer Weiner (excellent)
• 23) Dietland - Sarai Walker (good and different)
• 22) Has Anyone Seen My Pants? - Sarah Colonna (hilarious)
• 21) Saint Anything - Sarah Dessen (good)
• 20) Inside the O'Briens - Lisa Genova (good tearjerker)
• 19) Wolf Winter - Cecilia Ekbäck (quite good)
• 18) Missoula - John Krakauer (excellent)
• 17) Finders Keepers - Stephen King (okay)
• 16) Pretty Little Killers - Daleen Berry (can't believe I read true crime)
• 15) What Alice Forgot - Liane Moriarity (good)
• 14) Big Little Lies - Liane Moriarity (excellent)
• 13) The Pocket Wife - Susan Crawford (okay)
• 12) Where They Found Her - Kimberley McCreight (meh)
• 11) The Wicked Girls - Alex Marwood (quite good)
• 10) Life Sentences - Laura Lippman (meh)
• 9) The Good Girl - Mary Kubica (meh)
• 8) After I'm Gone - Laura Lippman (meh)
• 7) If I Fall, I Die - Michael Christie (OK)
• 6) All the Bright Places - Jennifer Niven (quite good)
• 5) I Was Here - Gayle Forman (OK)
• 4) Celestial Navigation - Anne Tyler (heartbreaking)
• 3) The Girl On the Train - Paula Hawkins (good)
• 2) Everything I Never Told You - Celeste Ng (excellent)
• 1) What the Dead Know - Laura Lippman (good mystery)

My top three (in no particular order) were:

Everything I Never Told You - by Celeste Ng
This book about a missing girl isn't a simple murder mystery.  It's a complex look at a multicultural family before people were used to inter-racial relationships.  This book is beautifully written.

Who Do You Love - Jennifer Weiner
This is probably my favourite book written by Weiner.  It's a gripping love story where you really come to like the characters.

Modern Romance - Aziz Ansari & Eric Klinenberg
This is a book looking at modern dating written by a stand-up comedian and a sociologist.  It was a fascinating read and really funny.  I learned that the next time that I want a first date to go well, I'm going to a monster truck rally!




My reading goal for 2016 will stay the same at 40 books.  I don't think I can increase it and still keep up with other parts of my life, but about one book per week-and-a-half is a good goal to maintain.