The commemorative pierced navel

Pierced navel
Originally uploaded by Jadine.

As I promised myself I would do, I got my belly button pierced today. The process itself was painful, but the result, I think looks really cool. My dad will probably have a cow when he sees this! Haha. If you look really closely, you can see the reflection of my pink yoga mat in the silver balls. Probably won't be doing much yoga or pilates for awhile...it's feeling a bit tender to be balancing all my weight on my stomach.

Shooter cups

Shooter cups
Originally uploaded by Jadine.

I made Jello shooters, approximately 70 of them...Here's a tip, don't use plain ol Vodka with cherry Jello, because they will taste like cough syrup! Bacardi Limon with Lime Jello is passable. Malibu with Orange-Pineapple Jello is excellent! Post-party, here is a big stack of the used shooter glasses!

Cubic!

27 bday - cake
Originally uploaded by Jadine.

Well, I'm now 27 years young. For my cubic birthday, I had a potluck party at my apartment (or more specifically in the laundry room). Leah managed to squeeze 27 candles onto my cake. Sadly it required the purchase of not one, but TWO cartons of birthday candles. AND, to make matters worse, she burnt herself while lighting them. You know you are getting old when...

Putting the human back in humanity

Miracles of miracles. There ARE good people in this world. A couple from my neighbourhood, Pam and John Graham, rescued my iPod from the rain on Wednesday. (I must have dropped it at the corner while crossing the street.) They then proceeded on a detective-like search for the owner of the iPod. First, they contacted Apple and found that the serial number was registered to a "Jadine T". (My paranoia is not working in my favour.) They also got an extinct email address of mine and figured out my last name is Thom. From there, they tried to locate me in the telephone book, but I'm unlisted. The issue was further confused by the fact that I playlists on my iPod that are entitled "Melissa's Cooldown" and "Melissa's Patio Mix", causing them to think that the owner's name might be Melissa. Finally, they posted a sign at 10th and Discovery that said "iPod found here on March 1/06. Call 604-XXX-XXXX". I saw this sign today on my way to school and was overjoyed. Although my daydreams of a 30 GB video iPod were interrupted, my faith in humanity is renewed!

As a thank you for returning my iPod recharged and unharmed, I intend to bring them some flowers and a CD containing my 150 favourite songs. (Their daughter expressed a liking for my taste in music!)

More lost objects

I swear. There must be something in the air. I have been very absentminded these days. First I flushed my contact down the drain on Friday. Then I nearly lost my necklace down the drain at the gym yesterday morning. And now, worst of all, I have lost my iPod! I suspect it must have fallen out of my pocket on my way to the bus stop yesterday because now I can't find it anywhere! All day I was hoping that I left in on the floor in the hallway, but it wasn't there. I hope someone out there is enjoying my iPod with its ecclectic collection of classical, Quebecois rock and old-timers swing music. Terribly dissappointing but not the end of the world as my computer still holds all of my music. Maybe I will buy myself an iPod mini for my birthday.

Speaking of which, I am having a potluck party for my birthday next weekend. I've been wanting to host a party for a couple of months now. It seems the birthday is more of an excuse. Turning 27. Or, as I like to think of it (because it makes the number seem smaller) 3 to the power of 3. Maybe I will get something pierced/tatooed to commemorate the occasion.

This also means that it is my brother Kevin's birthday is soon too. (We are born on the same day, but different years). I'm not sure what to get him, but after he complained publicly about his distaste for the Christmas present I got him on his blog, the ungrateful jerk may just get a lump of coal, or a gift certificate so he can pick out his own damned present. Maybe it is hypocritical of me to complain on my blog about how he complained on his blog, but he just seemed so clueless about how hurtful he was being. Someone's not as perfect as everyone thinks he is/he thinks he is. Whatever...family, gotta love 'em regardless, I guess.