suburban siberia

transitioning from Los Angeles back to Edmonton

Month: July, 2014

roasted marshmallows

Levi and I went camping at Pembina this weekend and it was pretty great. It’s one of my favourite things to do in the summer in Alberta because you can float down the Pembina River for a couple of hours in a massive gorge. It really is one of the more simpler, beautiful ways to spend an afternoon with friends. Eleisha, Diane, Julia, a friend from work, came camping and Diane showed us how to make marshmallow shot glasses with Baileys. It took a while to perfect so below I have a few images to demonstrate the process.

1. roast your marshmallow, without puncturing the end of it (so that it doesn’t leak out of the bottom)
2. dig out the middle to make a reservoir for the liquid.
3. pour the baileys into the newly created cup and consume

It really is worth the effort. If you are too lazy (like I was after a while) you can also just dip the roasted marshmallows in the baileys and it’s also very tasty. On this trip we also had time to play with bubbles. Originally I bought the bubble set for my nieces and nephews from the dollar store but I thought we would “test”them out to make sure they 1photo 2photo 3photo 4photo 5bubble1bubble3

neighbourhood adventures

Well, it happened. I have made contact! I’ve lived in the condo for 7 months now and I finally met my first neighbour. Technically this is my second encounter with some one from the hood. Levi’s high school friend lives across the alley coincidentally and we speak to him regularly but other than that I haven’t said ‘hello’ to another in the area since we moved in.

It happened on the weekend that I dyed fabric for the summer solstice party. It was awesome. She was friendly once we started talking (even though we didn’t say anything to each other for the first 5 minutes). Afterwards I purposefully went out of my way to greet to two more adjoining neighbours when I was outside. They only replied ‘hello’ back but I made eye contact to make sure they saw me! Later that evening when I brought in the fabric from drying outside, three children from a few doors down came over to ask what I was doing and after I explained the process they said it was really cool. It’s been three weeks since the encounter but I’m hoping for more of them.

A week later, Levi and I were watching the “Grand Budapest Hotel” and we heard a truck back into the side of our house. The driver was a heavy-duty mechanic and the crane (or also known as a picker) on his truck bed collided into our bay window siding. Classic! I suppose the suburbs can get a little exciting at times.

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