Welcome to...

one of the funniest conversations of my life.

You know KOOL FM is 107.3. I know KOOL FM is 107.3.

But does my Nonna know?

Wow.

You know when you're in your car, and just as you get to your destination, your FAVORITE (older) song comes on the radio? But you've already gotten to where you need to go...so what do you do? It's your FAVORITE song, and it's a bit older so it's not like you hear it all that often on the radio anymore. So...you sit in your car, parked in the stall, or you drive around an extra few blocks just so you can listen to the song in its entirety.

At least I do.

What song does that for you?

For me, it's "Mr. Jones" by Counting Crows. I will fully be late for an appointment just so I can hear that song from start to finish. And yes, I have an iPod, and of course it's on my iPod (3 versions, in fact), but there's something extra special about hearing it on the radio. As if it were meant to be.

On a different note, I'm super shy about public singing. I wish I weren't. I wish I were that person who visibly rocks out in their car, alone, and doesn't care who sees or what they think. But I kind of do. I'm better than I used to be about it, but I still get shy.

Which sucks because going for drives and singing in my car is my third favorite pastime. Sooo...I used to hold up my cell phone to my ear and pretend as if I were talking to someone, but really I was singing along to Mr. Jones, or something equally as awesome. Now I can't do that, what with the new cell phone rules.

I've gotten really good at ventriloquism, though ;)

How's this for ironic...

Immediately following a post on loving my "all grown up" life...I'm now about to complain about being all grown up.

Once in a while, I'll get super overwhelmed with my adult responsibilities. Mortgage renewal, fixed term versus flexible, will my tenant renew her lease?, Charlie's got an ear infection, bills, my house looks like animals took over, and I'm eating chips for dinner because I haven't had time to grocery shop.

OK, so the last one's not really that bad. Except it gives me a tummy ache and then I wake up the next morning, still with all the above problems, but now my stomach hurts, too. Ugh.

I got adult problems. Kind of like Jay-Z.

What's the one thing you miss most about being a kid?

Maybe I'll just hide out in my blanket fort and eat breakfast for dinner and call it a day.

If you need me, I'll be here...

Home Sweet Home

When I grow up...

I was out for breaky with my girlfriend the other day and she was telling me about work and how it's not what she wants to do "when she grows up". She's done the travelling thing, has the degree, even works a secure job, which she achieved through said degree, but it just doesn't make her heart go pitter patter.

She was telling me about some other career options she wants to look into. MED SCHOOL!!! I have super smart friends. I told her "go for it!" You gotta be happy at work. Period. Dot. No questions. And if you're not? Listen to your heart (super cheesy, that's how I roll) and do something about it.

I never grew up knowing I wanted to be in radio. At the start of grade 12, I actually had never thought about it, and would never have guessed it would be my path. My brother got into radio school (RADIO SCHOOL?!) when I was still in highschool and he would come home on weekends or whatever and show me what he was learning at school. It was the coolest! How could this be what you're studying? I remember thinking.

Monkey see, monkey do, I guess. I applied for the Broadcast Communications course at BCIT and the rest, as they say, is history. I've been working in radio for over 7 years now and honestly can't imagine doing anything else. I love this industry so much. Almost as much as Criminal Minds

I see you, Gideon.

and my dog, Charlie.

Heart Melt.

The fact that I have two pictures of both CM and Charlie readily available on my computer should be an indication of how much I love both. And also how much I love radio to be able to compare it to the above.

I digress.

When did you know what you wanted to do was what you wanted to do? Or do you? Are you still figuring it out? It's tough, isn't it?

I sure hope you have found, or soon find, that career path that makes your heart go pitter patter. It's a pretty incredible feeling.

If they can get into it, chances are they will.

Tight spots. Messy situations. If they can get into it, whatever "it" is, kids will.

I was watching that show The Doctors today and they had a segment on kids crawling into those Claw Toy games at arcades. I guess if a kid really wants that stuffed animal, and they're small enough to try, maybe they'll crawl into the machine.

Win me back, Mommy!

What?!? How does that even happen? But then I started thinking, 'well I guess kids are crafty little things'...and I remembered that time in kindergarten that I got into a pickle of my own.

The scene: After school care at The Playhouse (North Saanich shoutout!) It was a rainy day and we had to stay undercover. There wasn't really a lot to do undercover so my friend took her umbrella and suggested we pretend to be at a soda shop and sip Coca Cola from the umbrella.

So there we were, sipping Coca Cola through our "straws", aka the umbrella spokes. When it was time to switch, I couldn't get mine out. Turns out there was no plastic cab to the umbrella spoke I was "drinking" from and the bare metal got intertwined in my bottom lip!

When my mom came, sure enough everyone was crowded around me, trying to untangle this umbrella spoke from my lip. No luck. Off to emergency we went.

I still remember the discomfort. Not so much from the spoke being lodged in my lip, but more the weight of a massive umbrella hanging out of my kindergarten size head.

A proud moment for my mom, no doubt.

Ceara K is getting married!

And she's asked me to press PLAY on the song that she walks down the aisle to.

I know what you're thinking. That's HUGE right?

Pretty much the biggest role anyone will play at a wedding...right up there with the officiant ;)

Easy peasy...what could go wrong.

And then I started thinking 'oh my gosh, what could go wrong?'

I could play the song too early, I could play it too late, it could play too quietly, too loudly...or I COULD PLAY THE WRONG SONG altogether!

Oh man, could you imagine? The sweetest, most tender part of the ceremony and Sir Mix-a-Lot comes on talking about his anaconda and some girl who's 'little in the middle but she got much back'.