I'd like to thank the Academy...

She likes me! She really likes me! Thanks so much, HAR, for bestowing this award on me. I'm not an inspirational blogger like you, but I do think that Dubya is, as you said, a twat.

The humans are home!

I offer you proof that Ferris does have his moments of barely containable excitement and joy.

Ferris hates Mondays... now with light!

I'm not an experienced cinematographer; is it obvious? I am gradually picking up tips, however, such as this valuable bit of advice: Light is important. With that in mind, I have posted a new Ferris clip that features Ferris, a couple of cats, and some light.

I'm the It Girl

Or at least I'm "It." I've been tagged by BWB:

1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Random, eh? Okay, let's see.

I get sad when I see photos of people crying.

I have reverted to novice driver status.

My family is completely functional.

I give Ferris and his cousin Kody butt rubs.

I've never dreamt of being a princess.

I would never have the patience to teach a dog this trick.

I hate following when I dance.

I am haunted by a childhood nightmare about a lightbulb being replaced by a miniature Fonzie's head.

Yes, really. To this day I am very uncomfortable around burnt-out incandescent lightbulbs.

I tag:
Tea
Katy
HAR
Mireille
Eclectic Optimist
Heather
Libby
and whoever else is interested.

Bride and groom

Here are Laura and Ian on their wedding day. Ian, as regular readers will know, is my brother. Laura, according to Scott, is now my "sister from another mother."

I know I said that I would never be a bridesmaid again, but you couldn't have stopped me from being a member of the wedding party this time (without a restraining order). I think you can see how pleased Scott and I were to stand up for this wonderful couple.

I'll end with one of my favourite new photos of the bride. So cute!

Qui est-ce?

My most ardent fan (or persistent blog-stalker, take your pick) is someone who appears to work for this company. I appreciate your devotion. Would you care to comment sometime? I enjoy getting to know the quirky people who make time for my blog each day. It is heartening to know that the time I waste spend blogging helps other people waste spend some quality time with their computers.

Farewell to a piece of Toronto

Toronto lost a local legend today. Ed Mirvish is synonymous with live theatre in this city, not to mention roast beef and bargains. He seemed to be an awfully humble man considering the fact that an entire neighbourhood bears his name.

You'll be missed, Ed.

Ferris hates Mondays

Ferris becomes depressed on weekday mornings, knowing that he will be deprived of human companionship during the day. Even when I work from home he simply can't shake the blues. He'll only perk up once Scott gets home from work.

Some thoughts on strength

“Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do.
But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength.”

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”

“Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amid joy.”

The way I see it...

...is that I'm losing a day at work to keep an eye on Montana, who has an upset tummy. The way he sees it is that he's not being suitably rewarded for his odorous oeuvres.

Look what I made! I am an artiste!

So I'm not sure why I've been sent to my house...

...with nothing to eat except rice and chicken broth.

Sweep before you cook

You all know I can't cook. I can reheat like a fiend, but cooking from scratch? Rarely happens. So when someone presents me with a recipe off the side of a package, a recipe with just three ingredients, and tells me that I can create something like this:

...I'm in!

The three magical ingredients are Pillsbury Refrigerated Crescent Dinner Rolls, a round of Brie cheese and an egg. Preparation is 20 minutes, which is a bit long for someone whose meals are usually ready in "4 1/2 to 5 minutes; let stand in microwave 2 minutes," but this particular delicacy appeared to be worth the wait. I won't bother to list the instructions; you can find them here. What I will do is show you my finished product:

I followed the four instructions to a T, I did. Sadly, "Serve warm" proved to be too vague for me to follow. Nowhere did the recipe instruct me not to let the golden-brown appetizer slip off the spatula into the gap between the oven and the counter, where copious amounts of dog fur hide.

If only I had swept first.