Sit Up Straighter

I noticed this yesterday, look.

See how my green strap is showing only on the left side?

My dress slides left, because my entire self is crooked. Not being dramatic. Actually am down-playing it.

It’s from being bent over my laptop for years, probably more time than a human should be. This may sound familiar to you.

So here’s our reminder for better posture!

Did you just gain 3 inches in height from sitting up better? I did.

But by the time I hit ‘publish’ on this post, it’ll be back to a ball, hand over my mouth in concentration, so bad.

Remember the Olympics? Van2010

Last week, South Korea was awarded the Games in 2018. Good luck to them.

Let’s take a look back at ours last year. Many of these photos you’ve not seen, I’ll throw in a couple episodes, too.

The photo text is true; there’s almost no point to posting that photo. H U G E.

‘Irish House’ was out my window, where I lived.

Right in the middle of everything. Irish House was THE place, not being dramatic. They were collecting noise violation fines before the Games even started.

We’d hear ‘I Would Walk 500 Miles’, and ‘Small Town Girl’, three times a night minimum. Fortunately, by day 10 neither Mary or I could hear it anymore… that thing that humans have kicked in and tuned it out.  Like the people who live beside train tracks.

Mary and me.

We’re at a club, my editor gave me tickets and said, take the night off.

Thanks to Mary is why my Olympics was as great as it was. I went out there, without a place to stay (no really – there was talk at my newspaper of some empty moved-out apartment, I had a towel with me, just figured I’d wing it all).

Mary offered her couch, I crashed onto it three days into the Games, then never left.

I thanked her by leaving a bunch of swag hidden around her house, including a cowbell in her freezer. Which she recently moved to her freezer … 5 provinces away, see it here.

I had this great morning routine going by the end… wake up, walk down to my coffee spot, pick up a paper along the way, read my article and eat a gingersnap cookie, back home and get online, and start working.

I was there representing Canoe.ca and, in addition to producing videos, I wrote for Vancouver 24 Hours.  Read them all here.  Third largest newspaper in BC!

“Social Keri”; I had not input there.

That backpack, my mobile studio – 22 pounds.

I was the only person at the paper, left to her own devices, not tasked with a story. Instead, I was expected to chase down and produce my own. Proud of that.

I met Carol Huynh on the Alberta Train. She’s our first ever Gold Medalist for Women’s Wrestling (2008).  Click here for her podium moment when our anthem plays, very cute.

I don’t remember this photo being taken… at this point, I’ve been awake for 36 hours, filmed and produced two videos, and was en route to film a third.

This is Exploring Whistler Village, shot that day, I really like this episode.

I squished so much into three weeks, I didn’t stop.

There’s so many stories and behind-the-scenes stuff I could tell you, cue up another video series.

I’ll leave you with this: the spirit I went into this all with.

This was taken right downtown, after the men won a hockey game.

And here’s me, taken minutes after the above (my camera is on a garbage can).

It’s from this episode, What Happened After Our Hockey Win

GO CANADA GO!

 

 

 

Holy Crap I Cooked

Happens about once a year, not being dramatic.

I have not-cooking down to a science. Teenage boys probably have better diets than me.

Read the last line of my bio, over there —–>

I made a diorama in my microwave.

One time I was tricked into baking a pie.

I originally documented it here, but I decided to re-blog it, really complete this one lone cooking post.

This post is so getting it’s own catagory #NerdJoke

PS – sorry about the grainy photos below, it was 2009, the internet was different then. These may have been taken with my Razr.

PPS – this was during Obama’s inauguration party, click here.  I said he looked like he was on MTV, and the first thing he said as President was, “My wife is hot”. Brillliant.

And THAT right there, that’s one of the best parts of blogging.

KeriBlog’s Beautiful Apple Pie Recipe

From July 2011

Follow along from left to right:

Ewww, why did I agree to this? Now is not the time to tell them I don’t like fruit. Sucking it up.

Ha, got out of taking the skins off.

Might not be in the clear. Now the cores have to come out. And they don’t have a little machine to do it, I asked.

Chris showing me how to “core an apple”. Then he hovered over me while I did because “watching you use a knife is kinda terrifying, Keri”.

Now you make lemon rind using this grater.

Jim: Push harder Keri, have you never done this before?
Me: No, never.
Jim: Okay, you know what a lemon is right? I mean, how far back do you want me to go here?
Me: [jack-knifes]

– Hey Jim painted all these, pretty eh!

– Get instructions how to roll out dough. You wanna do it as fast as you can

– Take a break to watch Michelle and Obama’s first dance. We loved it when he added in that little leg kick

– Get back to eating dough

– Look what I found! It’s a steel machete with the handle made by folding over the bottom

– If I ever bake again I’m gonna use this thing from start to finish

– Now have Jim pour the fruit into the crust

– Decorate the top of the pie. Really take your time to avoid…

– … the dishes. It works.

– Tada! Jim put the American flag on the pie, I made the new First Family

– That’s Jim

– And Chris

Then we served it with some ice cream and you know, it was a good feeling to feed people. Kinda get it now.

Hey I'm Walking Here

This is how Casie and I amuse ourselves.

It went like this:

Me – Look how I’m walking. This is funny
Casie – (snap snap of camera)
Me – Now look, I’m taking my photo while you take my photo, That’s So Meta!
Casie – (snap snap)
Us – cackle cackle AHHHHHH RUN! How’d we end up in the streetcar lane?!?

Yes, our nerdiness knows no bounds.