I was very excited to get my latest Avon package in the mail, mostly because I bought the cutest shower hooks in the world!! Don't you love them?
Hope you guys had a good week too!
Monday 19 September 2011
My week in pictures!
Hope you guys had a good week too!
Monday 12 September 2011
Food, fun and random things
I love having lunch with the girls, and one in particular (B), she is amazing, and our usual is Stonehill Tavern. We went last week and I haven't had a chance to blog about it yet...and so I shall!
A while ago Mike and I went into Anthropologi, and I found this delightful cookbook (isn't it pretty).
When we were looking through it Mike requested the Lemon Squares. Since I love him I made them for him!
Hope your September is amazing!
<3 Kass
Friday 9 September 2011
They don't make music like they used to!
I fear I am going to sound like my parent, however I realized while dancing epically in my car today to some Coolio that they DO NOT make epic rap music like they used to...(correct me if I am wrong). I have a few examples for you, read the lyrics and listen the the beat and you will know in your heart that I am right! I will highlight my favorite parts for your enjoyment.
1. Coolio - 1-2-3-4 (sumpin' New)
This is some of the lingua-fringa of da funk business,
And people come from miles around with an almost religious
devotion to get on down.....
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
What up everybody so glad you're here
It's Coolio with the flow back in your ear
This ain't a fantastic voyage
But I'm still on a mission, to see if I can
Get your attention
Now I wants to drop some information
Just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600-watt amp. 18's in the trunk
When I'm on the streets ya gotta feel my beats
So throw your hands up if you're down with the C
Double O-L-I-O with the flow
I'm lookin' for the party so let a nigga know
1-2-3 it's like A-B-C if hip-hop didn't pay
I'd rap for free
2-Slide Slide but that's the past
I gotta sumpin' brand new for that ass
(repeat 2x)
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
If ya got beef then nigga eat a pork chop
Once I get it goin' ya know it don't stop
I brake like anti-locks panties drop
From hood to hood block to block
Help I need somebody
To get it goin' on in this party
Baby you can do it take your time do it right
We can drink some yak and do it all damn night
My name ain't Wanda but I'll rock your world
I get more bounce than a Jheri Curl
Too many lookie-loos be lookin' for clues
There's a party goin' on now whatcha gonna do
So grab your partner do-si-do
If you don't know who it is it's Coolio
2-Slide Slide but that's the past
I gotta sumpin' brand new for that ass
(repeat 2x)
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Push, push in the bush
But don't step on no toes 'cause you might get smushed
It's the brother from around the way
And what I say I'm in the corner on three like Dr. Dre
Comin' at 'em with a pattern and a fresh pair of Adams
I hope he don't trip, 'cause
I don't wanna have to gat 'em
So move your body, baby, drive the homies crazy
The way you shake that ass it's always amazin'
Ain't no party like a west coast party
'Cause a west coast party don't stop
So when you see a young nigga
In a Chevy hittin' switches
Then ya gotta give a nigga his props
I got sides in my rides and motion for your ocean
Coolio got the potion to get the party open
2-Slide Slide but that's the past
I gotta sumpin' brand new for that ass
(repeat 2x)
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Epic right!
2. Sir Mix a lot, "Baby got Back" (I rapped this to Mike at E and B's wedding this weekend, he was as proud as my mama was when I rapped it to her.
[Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. ugh! She looks like,
one of those rap guys girlfriends.
But,ugh! y'know, who understands those rap guys? *Ugh!
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. Ugh!
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean uh! gross. Look!
She's just so ... BLACK!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull up tough
'Cause you notice that butt was STUffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearin
I'm hooked and I can't stop starin
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take yo pictcha
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes <Me so horny>
Ooh, rub all of that smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen her dancin'
T'hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!
(LA face with a Oakland booty)
Baby got back!
(LA face with a Oakland booty)
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
KNOCK KNEED bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna (oooooh)
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of SIMPS won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if shes 5'3".
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt AIN'T gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to diss
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
(Little in the middle but she got much back) 4x
3. Maybe my favorite Skeelo, " I wish"
Hey, this is radio station W-S-K-E-E
We're takin' calls off the wish line
Making all your wacky wishes come true
Hello
1-I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a '64 Impala
I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I could get with Leoshi
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme of ways to make her mine
Cause I know she's livin phat
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I'm always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean upon the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y'all! I never understood
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, skibobble
Got hit with a bottle
And put in the hospital, for talkin' that mess
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcome with my thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that's flat
And do you really wanna know what's really wack, What
See I can't even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is the bomb night
With a hood rat you can hold tight
But really tho' on figuero
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I'm gonna have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 to the 105
Get off on Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it's hard to survive
Livin' in a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin' me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish I was a little bit taller...
I wish I was a baller...
I wish I was a little bit taller y'all
I wish I was a baller (3)
Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that's on the real
So if you're down on your luck
Then you should know just how I feel
Cause if you don't want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like that
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish, I wish, I wish...
SEE HOW EPIC IT WAS. I miss it, and I am glad I am able to groove to these songs in my car!
1. Coolio - 1-2-3-4 (sumpin' New)
This is some of the lingua-fringa of da funk business,
And people come from miles around with an almost religious
devotion to get on down.....
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
What up everybody so glad you're here
It's Coolio with the flow back in your ear
This ain't a fantastic voyage
But I'm still on a mission, to see if I can
Get your attention
Now I wants to drop some information
Just a little additive to your education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600-watt amp. 18's in the trunk
When I'm on the streets ya gotta feel my beats
So throw your hands up if you're down with the C
Double O-L-I-O with the flow
I'm lookin' for the party so let a nigga know
1-2-3 it's like A-B-C if hip-hop didn't pay
I'd rap for free
2-Slide Slide but that's the past
I gotta sumpin' brand new for that ass
(repeat 2x)
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
If ya got beef then nigga eat a pork chop
Once I get it goin' ya know it don't stop
I brake like anti-locks panties drop
From hood to hood block to block
Help I need somebody
To get it goin' on in this party
Baby you can do it take your time do it right
We can drink some yak and do it all damn night
My name ain't Wanda but I'll rock your world
I get more bounce than a Jheri Curl
Too many lookie-loos be lookin' for clues
There's a party goin' on now whatcha gonna do
So grab your partner do-si-do
If you don't know who it is it's Coolio
2-Slide Slide but that's the past
I gotta sumpin' brand new for that ass
(repeat 2x)
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Push, push in the bush
But don't step on no toes 'cause you might get smushed
It's the brother from around the way
And what I say I'm in the corner on three like Dr. Dre
Comin' at 'em with a pattern and a fresh pair of Adams
I hope he don't trip, 'cause
I don't wanna have to gat 'em
So move your body, baby, drive the homies crazy
The way you shake that ass it's always amazin'
Ain't no party like a west coast party
'Cause a west coast party don't stop
So when you see a young nigga
In a Chevy hittin' switches
Then ya gotta give a nigga his props
I got sides in my rides and motion for your ocean
Coolio got the potion to get the party open
2-Slide Slide but that's the past
I gotta sumpin' brand new for that ass
(repeat 2x)
1-2-3-4 Get your woman on the floor
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Gotta gotta get up to get down
Epic right!
2. Sir Mix a lot, "Baby got Back" (I rapped this to Mike at E and B's wedding this weekend, he was as proud as my mama was when I rapped it to her.
[Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. ugh! She looks like,
one of those rap guys girlfriends.
But,ugh! y'know, who understands those rap guys? *Ugh!
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. Ugh!
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean uh! gross. Look!
She's just so ... BLACK!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull up tough
'Cause you notice that butt was STUffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearin
I'm hooked and I can't stop starin
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take yo pictcha
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes <Me so horny>
Ooh, rub all of that smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen her dancin'
T'hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!
(LA face with a Oakland booty)
Baby got back!
(LA face with a Oakland booty)
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
KNOCK KNEED bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna (oooooh)
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
A lot of SIMPS won't like this song
'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
And I'd rather stay and play
'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on
So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah}
If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!}
Then turn around! Stick it out!
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Cosmo ain't got nothin'
to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if shes 5'3".
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none
Unless you got buns, hun
You can do side bends or sit-ups,
But please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role
And tell you that the butt AIN'T gold
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that!
'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
You ain't it, Miss Thing!
Give me a sista, I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to diss
'Cause his girls are on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
So ladies, if the butt is round,
And you want a triple X throw down,
Dial 1-900-MIXALOT
And kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back!
Baby got back!
(Little in the middle but she got much back) 4x
3. Maybe my favorite Skeelo, " I wish"
Hey, this is radio station W-S-K-E-E
We're takin' calls off the wish line
Making all your wacky wishes come true
Hello
1-I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a '64 Impala
I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I could get with Leoshi
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme of ways to make her mine
Cause I know she's livin phat
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I'm always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean upon the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y'all! I never understood
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, skibobble
Got hit with a bottle
And put in the hospital, for talkin' that mess
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcome with my thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that's flat
And do you really wanna know what's really wack, What
See I can't even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is the bomb night
With a hood rat you can hold tight
But really tho' on figuero
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I'm gonna have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 to the 105
Get off on Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it's hard to survive
Livin' in a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin' me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish I was a little bit taller...
I wish I was a baller...
I wish I was a little bit taller y'all
I wish I was a baller (3)
Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that's on the real
So if you're down on your luck
Then you should know just how I feel
Cause if you don't want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like that
(rpt 1, 1)
I wish, I wish, I wish...
SEE HOW EPIC IT WAS. I miss it, and I am glad I am able to groove to these songs in my car!
Sunday 4 September 2011
Wonderful Weekend
This weekend Mike and I were honoured to attend a wedding in Canmore. If you have not gone to Canmore, you need to go, it's amazingly beautiful. Mike and I got there late Friday night and it was literally freezing, so we went to Boston Pizza to warm up and then watched some T.V and went to bed.
Awe, he irons! have you ever seen anything so sexy!?
Saturday morning we went to breakfast, and then went swimming at the hotels pool (which had an amazing water slide). After that we went and met some friends for lunch at the Iron Goat Pub, this place is amazing...I literally squealed when I got my pizza, I am so used to gluten free pizza's being on the small Kinnikinnik's crust, so when I saw a home made, large pizza crust I was very excited. Here are some pictures of the food and restaurant.
I asked Mike how I should do my hair and got "Curly" and "Side ponytail", and being the amazing girlfriend that I am I made it work :)
Overall it was an amazing weekend, beautiful wedding and I am so happy that we were able to be a part of it :) Thanks E and B
<3 Kass
Thursday 1 September 2011
September!
I cannot believe that is officially September...it's shocking to me. Here in Calgary it is also bloody cold, like 6 degree's overnight! I however am stubborn, and am refusing to turn my furnace back on (It's WAY to soon, and I like my $50 enmax bills). This just means I am wearing more clothes (much to Mike's dismay) and need warming up at night (Tasha has done this the past few nights...lame sauce).
Today was an interesting day, first off, my coffee pot broke, I bought this little puppy 5 years ago for $10 and it just broke today...and even then just the pot part! So I invested $40 and got a new, bigger one, I am pretty excited to use it tomorrow morning, (It's all set up to go on at 7:20). The one thing that made me sad is the lack of pretty colored coffee pots in Canada. In the U.S.A, Target sells pretty burgundy ones...here I had to settle for black...next time I head to the states a pretty one is coming home with me though.
Today Calgary also introduced a "Distracted Driving Law" which says that you aren't allowed to touch your phone/i pod/read/groom etc while driving. I will admit I have texted in the car before and today it was weird to not touch my phone when it made my little message sound... I don't know why it took the law change to make me stop, especially since the little tart who rear-ended me in 2009 did it because she was texting and not paying attention...Stupidity I guess. Either way I am going to be a good girl from now on!
Here is a picture of the lovely Fritata (Mike calls it an omelet) that I made for dinner Tuesday, I put Spinach, Mushrooms, Tomato's and Taco seasoning in it! OH and Southwestern Cheese!
Delish
<3 Kass
Today was an interesting day, first off, my coffee pot broke, I bought this little puppy 5 years ago for $10 and it just broke today...and even then just the pot part! So I invested $40 and got a new, bigger one, I am pretty excited to use it tomorrow morning, (It's all set up to go on at 7:20). The one thing that made me sad is the lack of pretty colored coffee pots in Canada. In the U.S.A, Target sells pretty burgundy ones...here I had to settle for black...next time I head to the states a pretty one is coming home with me though.
Today Calgary also introduced a "Distracted Driving Law" which says that you aren't allowed to touch your phone/i pod/read/groom etc while driving. I will admit I have texted in the car before and today it was weird to not touch my phone when it made my little message sound... I don't know why it took the law change to make me stop, especially since the little tart who rear-ended me in 2009 did it because she was texting and not paying attention...Stupidity I guess. Either way I am going to be a good girl from now on!
Delish
<3 Kass
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