Have a Sweet Weekend

Happy Friday, my doves! What have you got on the agenda this weekend? I am attending Record Day tomorrow! Do I own a record player? No. Actually, I haven’t listened to records since I was a kid but there’s something nostalgic about them, isn’t there? I used to listen to A Christmas Carol with my Poppy on a record every year. I found the radio play on cd recently but there’s something missing without the crackle and pop of the record player . So yes, Record Day shall be attended by yours truly. The boy I’m going with (who owns a player) is quite excited to search out limited edition albums. And I’m kinda excited to see what all the fuss is about. Did you know people camp out for record day? That’s commitment!

Otherwise it’s turning out to be a bit of a low key weekend. I’m hoping I’ll be babysitting my favourite niece tomorrow evening. She’s under the weather, poor babe, so we shall see what the verdict is soon.


Happy Monday, Darlings

Peddecord Photo

Hello friends! How was your weekend? I had such a lovely weekend. On Friday, Ottawa got pummulled with freezing rain so I got to work from home in my pajamas. And then. The theatre. My sister got my tickets to see Svengali at the National Arts Centre so we cabbed over and took our seats. The storyline was kinda sad but the dancing! Oh I love dance. I love love love that these amazing human beings can do such amazing things with their bodies and make it look like it’s no big deal. “Ah it’s no big deal that I’m flying through the air.” “Meh. I do pirouettes all the time.” Whaaaat? Seriously. I need more dance in my life.

I spent Saturday chilling out with my sister, gabbing about life and love with a glass of wine in hand. (It was a sister weekend!!) And of course there was plenty of Althea time –  chasing that cute kid around as she scooted herself across the floor. Oh yes! There’s motion now! And so many smiles! Love that kid.

In other news…I finally took down my Christmas tree. Can you believe it took me this long? Dear lord. I’m kind of embarassed. But I’m also kinda proud that I got it down before February.

500 Dogs Rescued from a Puppy Mill in Shawville, Que

This past Friday, over 500 dogs were rescued from a puppy mill in Shawville, Quebec. As you can probably guess, they weren’t in great shape. Dogs are such gentle hearted creatures. And those hearts need a little love right now. If you live in the Ottawa/Outaouais region, please do what you can. The Humane Society needs the following items to help the influx of all these dogs:

  • dog bowls (mostly large and extra large)
  • kongs (please refrain from donating toys because it’s too difficult to monitor so many dogs who may chew/swallow pieces of less sturdy ones)
  • paper towels
  • garbage bags (large and x-large)
  • bleach
  • newspapers
  • bottled water or cans of pop (for the volunteers)
  • gift cards for Walmart (this is where they are buying supplies from)
  • cash
They’ve got a few places where you can drop them off:

Critter Jungle
Ottawa Canine School
Berry’s Pet Foods
Rainbow Doggie Daycare
Masters ‘n Dogs
The Dog House
Wag Pet Shop
Almonte Pet Value

Here’s a video on the rescue (don’t worry it’s not graphic):

Good Shepherd Charity Design Project

Remember when I said I wasn’t sure how I could help the homeless but wanted to figure out a way to help? Well  I was flipping through the Trad Home/Lonny magazine and happened upon a charity working with the homeless. The Good Shepherd Charity Design Project is one of the first projects I’ve seen that make me think….hrmmmm….I wonder if I could do something like that here in Ottawa. The charity has brought on 23 designers to revamp 23 rooms at Women’s Good Shepherd Charity – pro bono.  A place to go for shelter, safety and comfort is a pretty wonderful place, if you ask me. Especially if you’re not used to it. In any case it’s got my wheels turning.  Brava to the lovely ladies who started up this project, the designers making over the rooms and the stores that donated home furnishing to this cause. Brava!

Slut Walk Ottawa

A couple of months ago in Ottawa, a man in a car asked a girl for directions. She approached the car and was held at gunpoint and sexually assaulted. One of the guys at work said, “She deserved it. You don’t approach strangers.” I’m usually a pretty low key kinda gal and really don’t like conflict. But that ignorant and malicious comment conjured up the lioness in me. And oh did I roar (and walk out of the lunchroom).

I hate ignorance and mysogny. So when I heard about Slut Walk Toronto, I was thrilled. It’s an event that gathers people together who believe that how you dress or how you act does not give anyone the right to take advantage of you sexually. And there’s a walk in Ottawa!

This Sunday, April 10, meet up at Minto Park (Elgin/Gilmour Street) in Ottawa at 1:30 pm and take a stand on discrimination and abuse. We’ll sign letters addressed to the Ottawa police asking for more support for our safety and walk to the station to deliver them.  

A little note from the promoters of this event:

Historically, the term ‘slut’ has carried a predominantly negative connotation. Aimed at those who are sexually promiscuous, be it for work or pleasure, it has primarily been women who have suffered under the burden of this label. And whether dished out as a serious indictment of one’s character or merely as a flippant insult, the intent behind the word is always to wound, so we’re taking it back. “Slut” is being re-appropriated.

We are tired of being oppressed by slut-shaming; of being judged by our sexuality and feeling unsafe as a result. Being in charge of our sexual lives should not mean that we are opening ourselves to an expectation of violence, regardless if we participate in sex for pleasure or work. No one should equate enjoying sex with attracting sexual assault.

We are a movement demanding that our voices be heard. We are here to call foul on our Police Force and demand change. We want Police Services to take serious steps to regain our trust. We want to feel that we will be respected and protected should we ever need them, but more importantly be certain that those charged with our safety have a true understanding of what it is to be a survivor of sexual assault — slut or otherwise.

Toronto and Ottawa are not the only cities hosting events. There are being held globally – from Yellowknife to Dallas. And you can start your own too. Learn more here.

A little Tori to get you in the Slut Walk zone:

Blumenstudio: Part One

Libby and I take the same trek around the block every morning. It’s become routine. She races out the door, dogs bark at us from their homes, Libby tries to chase pigeons and then we mosey on home. But today was different. Along Parkdale, there was a sad little corner store called the Jaguar. It was nothing to look at and there were always some seedy characters lurking around. Eventually the store closed down. And there sat the Jaguar. Empty. For months. I barely noticed it anymore. What a welcome surprise to see a flower shop in its place!

I went in to Blumenstudio and was welcomed by the owner of the shop. She was absolutely lovely. And her store – filled with orchids, roses, tulips and other stunning blooms. Plus you can stick around for a while and enjoy a coffee if you’d like.

I can’t tell you how excited I was to see it there. For starters, a couple of months ago I nixed my daily Starbucks trek and started a flower fund in its place. Because pretty petals are always welcoming and refreshing in the home. Moreover, my sister’s baby shower is this weekend. And baby showers always need flowers. Oh how I love serendipity!

I’m planning on popping over to Blumenstudio this weekend to pick up some blooms and I’ll take pics of the shop itself. Stay tuned for Part Two!

{images via Blumenstudio}

Friday Link Love

Is anyone else ridiculously excited about this weekend? I know I am! I’m hitting the pub tonight with Stacey for a few pints and girly chat. Tomorrow I get to snuggle up with Sonya’s baby, Nikko. It’s been a while since I’ve spent some good time with him. And then Sonya and I are planning to chat all things home decor (which is one of my most favourite topics). And then it’s time to roll out the red carpet on Sunday. The Oscars are here! Woot woot! I can barely contain myself. I have made it a point to see as many Oscar nominated films as possible. In celebration of all things Oscar, I thought my Friday Link Love would be Oscar inspired!

  1. Do you have any favourite performances? Make your pick with the Oscars App!
  2. Throwing an Oscars bash? Twig and Thistle’s got you covered – from invitations to ballots.
  3. If you live in the Ottawa area, you can watch the awards at The Mayfair.
  4. Test your culinary skills with these edible Oscar cookies!

In the Pink

Happy Monday, you beauties! How was your weekend? Mine was fab. I mostly spent it organizing and cleaning, but don’t worry, I got plenty of R&R in. I hit a new restaurant in Ottawa – Tennessy Willems – a wood-oven pizza spot in Hintonburg which was absolutely amazing. Plus I got a wee bit of shopping in at Michaels and Chapters where I picked up the March 2011 issue of House Beautiful.

I’m not sure why I didn’t prepare myself for pink overload. The mag had a bold coverline:  “The Power of Pink.”. Nevertheless, I found myself getting giddy every time I flipped a page. Ooooooo. Pink. Pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty pink. Can you hear Gus from Cinderella gushing just there? Cause that’s how I’m feeling right now about lovely, pretty pink. And I’m not alone. Editor in chief, Newell Turner put it perfectly, “Pink has the power to lift your spirit. I would even go so far as to say it’s the colour of optimism.” No wonder it’s my favourite colour.

I have decided dear readers to infuse a little more pink into my home. I’m thinking of looking around for a pink throw and pink prints for my living room. I’m also thinking of painting my dining room pink (shhh…don’t tell my landlord).

{1. House Beautiful 2. Lilac Silhouette 3. House Beautiful 4. Wall Spank 5. Follow Studio}

Nanny’s Birthday

Oh how it snowed on Nan’s birthday! Ottawa got dumped on with snow and freezing rain on Saturday. But screw Mother Nature! We had places to go and birthdays to celebrate! So we buttoned up and braved it. Let me tell you. It was worth it. Why? Two reasons. My sweet Nan turned 85. And there was tea to be had – high tea at the Chateau Laurier.

Alright. About this high tea business. There were no opiates. And while there were chandeliers, no one was swinging from them. Instead it was a ladylike affair. I chose Maple Maple black tea (with a caramel finish).

Then came the fruit salad. I wished there was citrus. But I appreciated the mint. My sister appreciated it all. She said she’s been eating fruit like there’s no tomorrow. And when she found out the brie was pasturized? She was pleased as punch. Imagine! Having to give up brie because you’re preggers? Torture.

The sandwiches were next. Smoked salmon. Hummus with watercress. Yum. But let’s be serious. Nothing could compete with the scones. Whipped butter. Strawberry Jam. Buttery scones. Who could resist?

But hold on! You have to save room for dessert. Did we save room? No. We devoured everything in sight. I’m sure the gals wanted to unbutton their pants at this point but I tried not to rub it in that I was wise to wear a dress (minus Spanx). They’ll know for next time. Right Mom?

So we packed up our doggy bags filled with sweet treats and hit the street. But not without Nan’s new bling! Happy birthday Nan! Cheers to 85. May there be many many more high teas to come.