Saturday, January 07, 2006

2006: Year of the Rash

After 5 days with my family and a random trip to Edmonton, I was left alone in Cold Lake.

Until Katherine, Erica, Leah and Amy drove down from the city to join me for Brandi's "Bling it On" New Year's Party.

Somehow, for the last two months, I've avoided hearing that Black Eyed Peas song. When Katherine and I were dancing to My Humps, it was only about the third time I'd ever heard it.

However, by the end of the weekend, my humps saw plenty of action.

Leah taking some downtime.

When the girls got to Cold Lake, they insisted that we go out to the bar, even though New Year's Eve was going to be the following day.

It was surprisingly fun.

The next day, however, we were pretty tired from the previous evening's festivities.

Katherine brightened up the morning by presenting us all with some requesite bling.

We went down to the lake to take a walk, but it was cold.

That night, we got ready to go to the party at the Marina View.

Which is these things doesn't belong? In otherwords, can you guess which one of us put in our own curlers? (I'm really bad at being a girl, I'm not going to lie. Oh well, I try.)

Leah and Erica prepping.

Again, I'm really bad at being a girl. Or a classy girl, at that.

Sadly, I had to zip up my dress when the boys came over.



The best junior-high quality picture that we could muster.
Katherine, Erica, me, Leah and Amy. (Leah doesn't understand the concept of "blowing" a kiss, apparently.)

We spent the night drinking and coming up with absurd New Year's Resolutions. For me, 2006 will be Year of the Rash. After making out with guys with beards, I might have to invest in some expensive moisturizer.

Adjusting my "fan-tastic!" breasts.

Ah, that's better.

Leah, Harley, Katherine and Tee Jay.

Flask in hand. (Seriously, is there some sort of class I could take to work on becoming more feminine or classy or something? If so, please e-mail me.)

After the party, we returned to the house for some more debauchery. (None of the pictures include me because I was MIA, and quite possibly still at the party.)

Fast forward a week, and I went out for dinner with Steve, Katherine, Erica, Dave, Jess (my old roomate in Edmonton), and Chloe.

Jess and Dave met each other when I hired Jessica at the Pita Pit.

They have asked me to be the Justice of the Peace at their wedding.

Dave and I.

At China, everything was back to normal.

Maybe I'll even start blogging again. After all, who knows that the year of the rash has to hold... Hopefully, plenty of bearded guys.


  1. heck ya you should start blogging again. look at me im back. but i think 06 will be the make it or break it year for blogging. its possibly the greatest thing since sliced bread, that and your friend brie. shes spectacular.

  2. Year of the rash? Some penicillin will cure that right up! Funny you should mention the justice of the peace. I was asked to be the minister at a friend's wedding in Vermont in March. We should swap notes. I plan on referencing St. Merle and St. Hank throughout the sermon.

  3. Anonymous11:07 AM

    I'm very saddened that there are not photos from the party. I worked damn hard on that thing! Tell Katherine she looks great.


  4. Anonymous10:26 PM

    You want to talk about not knowing how to be a girl. I just learned how to PUT curlers in by looking at your website pictures. At least you could do that much!