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Chai 5? As Borat would say, High Five!!
When I first saw this, I thought it was a boy band lauding the benefits and deliciousness of chai tea. Alas, they claim “the word “chai” means life in Hebrew and symbolizes good luck”.
Who knew? I thought the word for that was L’Chaim, but hey, I’m only a shiksa, what do I know?
I can’t tell from the pictures on the site if they wear kippahs or not, but dang, I sure hope so.
Oh, the hotness…
Today, along with a couple gals from the office, I braved the tsunami of over-anxious shoe-aholics to test my luck at the (who knew??) “Legendary” Army & Navy Shoe Sale.
I found fellow shoppers to be generally well-behaved, with the odd grabby-grabby and aisle-hogger here and there. My tenacity was well rewarded:
That last pair is BCBG girls, the most expensive of the lot at… $34.99! Rob didn’t even complain half as much as I expected after hearing what a good deal-hunter I was (ha ha).
Heads-up Vancouver ladies – the sale continues till April 29th at all locations. Gal-pals in Calgary, you’re in luck, the sale is on in cowtown, too! The place to be: 1107-33rd St. N.E… Well worth going to the N.E., trust me.
Sunday I joined a few people from work to do my very first Vancouver Sun Run. The 10 km ordeal turned out to be not such an ordeal at all, thanks to my cubicle buddy (and partner-in-crime) Cisco. Our Sun Run was more of a… hmm… how shall I put this? Walk-2km-then-take-detour-through-park-stop-to-take-pictures-of-magnolia-
At the starting line:
Can’t wait for next year!
More pics here.
This past weekend, darling Karolina came to visit us which was (as always!) so much fun. Think: sushi (Yanaki, natch!), wine and girly chats. Yay!
It also gave us an excuse to go to Grouse. It was the mountain’s last weekend for skiing and being a Torontonian, Karo is never one to pass up on BC (or AB) skiing. She and Kit enjoyed a lovely day on the slopes, and the rest of us joined them afterwards just for fun. Uncle Robbie decided it would be a great opportunity to take Gabe sledding. But… we don’t own a sled! What to do, what to do…? Luckily he had a brainwave – a duffle bag, a garbage bag… and ghetto sledding was born.
Boy, is Gabe gonna hate us when he gets older.
I don’t know if you were aware, but Richard Branson is taking over the world. His empire, which began with record labels and recording studios, soon expanded to air travel, mobile phones, hotels, cinemas, investment funds… you name it (200 companies in more than 30 countries). Not to mention he’s one of (I think) the world’s sexiest men. Sigh.
One of his more recent purchases included a few vineyards here and there, or maybe just the rights to them, I’m not sure (aside: if you were shopping for a vineyard, where would you go?? I have a feeling Craigslist doesn’t have a category for that…). And so, in the spirit of discovery (and because I like drinking wine – any wine!) I decided to pick up a bottle of Virgin wine the other day.
After much gazing upon the lovely bottle (and drooling), I only learned one thing. Virgin wine certainly lives up to its chaste name…
I couldn’t for the life of me un-screw (no pun intended) the cap!
Talk about an effective chastity belt for those grapes. Or maybe for the one to tries to drink it? <wink>