Fan Expo Geekery and Awesomeness.

All summer I’ve been promising 80 that we would go to Fan Expo in Toronto.  It’s a huge expo for people who dig comics, sci-fi, anime, and/or gaming.  There are advance sneak peaks for gaming.  Cool giveaways.  Exclusive merchandise. Neat autograph opportunities with celebrities.  Since my fam digs most of those things we were stoked!    

Since I’d been building it up all year, I was relieved to make good on my promise to 80.   Though my activities had some limitations and alterations, it was pretty fun. I bought a pair of Necomimi.  They’re robotic cat ears that move and are supposedly controlled by brain waves. I’ve wanted them for a while now. 🙂 If you’re interested in seeing me in my Necomimi, I’ll can make a video review for y’all. Let me know in the comments below.  Anywho, enough yammering.  Click the link and see my thankfulness and neat pictures. 



My folks & a Pep Talk.


Phewf, it was a close one today.  I nearly missed Thankful Thursday but I squeaked in the door  – story of my life!  For some reason, the writing thing just wasn’t happening for me this week. I completed a video blog entry earlier this week, hope you like it!




Damn the paps! I’m super famous now.

Today, I’m thankful for my partner, Rustin. He’s a total goof but for the last six weeks he’s hauled my ass off the grass, carpet, concrete or wherever I’ve landed because I deludedly thought my broken ear was ‘totally all better now’. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, go here.

The other night, I fell off our sleigh bed because I went looking for something under it. I got stuck spinning hopelessly with my butt and legs on my bed and my head squashed painfully into the carpet.  He hauled my top half back up onto the bed and we both laughed while my balance came back. Lifting even half of me is no easy feat. I’m not a small woman.  While we laughed and I waited for the world to stop revolving so quickly, I got to thinking about how as a couple, our roles have subtly shifted.

See, when we’re out and about, instead of me feeling all debilitated, Rustin lets me pretend that I’m super famous.  He plays the role of my handler/bodyguard.  Here are a few situations that this ‘game’ has been particularly helpful.

Heavy things to carry that upset my balance? Give them to my handler.  He’ll whisk that heavy item away.

Upon encountering an obstacle course of children, shopping carts and boxes at the grocery store, my bodyguard navigates me through the chaos as if I was swarmed by fans.

When suddenly overwhelmed by a busy environment and I’m not sure what we’re doing next?  Check with my handler – he’s got the schedule for my next appearance.

If a stranger asks me a hard question when I’m dizzy and I don’t know how to answer? Just look silently and distractedly to my handler. He intervenes quickly and with authority.

Ms. Hollywood is done answering questions today.

They always find me!

Damn the paps.

Though I’m making light of it,  all these things *have* happened in the last while.  Goofing around and pretending I’m super famous takes the edge off of me feeling so dependent. This ‘superstar’ is really glad Rustin is there.

I do hope this ‘game’ doesn’t go on forever.  Though I do enjoy the company of my handler/bodyguard, being escorted around gets boring. I’d like to navigate the store on my own, thanks.

And frankly?  The paparazzi is annoying the hell out of me.


Me and my ‘handler’.

There you have it, another Thankful Thursday.  What are you thankful for, darling?  Do tell me in the comments below.

I read your comments and love them all.  But you knew that already, eh? Yeah.

What my secrets are…

For this edition of Thankful Thursday, I have a particular thank you to a group of people who spent a few minutes with me this past week.  On Tuesday, I was having a particularly not great day.  I asked my peeps if they had any songs that were uplifting. People came out in bunches to share things with me.  In my musical wanderings, I came across Mary Lambert’s song Secrets.  The secret that I’ve been harbouring lately is that I have a damaged nerve in my right ear that affects my balance and ability to function at full capacity.  With the help of a physiotherapist, I’m relearning to walk normally and read when looking downwards. It’s definitely getting better and I do have short periods of time now where I’m almost practically normal – otherwise, I’d never be able to write this blog post or record this video.   I also have long stretches where it’s not okay and that always disappoints me.

My islands of balance and okayness are short and exhausting but they do give me hope. I have spent so much of my summer sleeping. My doc and physiotherapist say that this is ok.  My brain and left ear are getting organized and they’re remapping stuff.  I decided to use some of my ‘ok islands’ over the last few days to say thank you and to dance around in my kitchen chair.  I can’t dance standing up yet but I will!  My recovery time has been way longer than I’d thought and though it’s hardly life threatening.  It sometimes gets me down.

For those of you already in the know, who listened sympathetically and patiently to my story and its progression this summer, or who posted tunes when I needed a lift here or on my Facebook page, I thank you. For realzies.  You never know how your actions affect others.  I’m trying to get back to normal. You’re helping. I’m grateful.

Take a peek at my goofiness:

Proper video for Mary Lambert’s ‘Secrets’:


It’s all you, Darling. Thankful Thursday.

If you hoped that today’s post was going to be a love post where I write reams of grateful-ositude about how I love you and us so much. It’s not on.

This is about COFFEE. Darling, wonderful coffee.

I’m thankful for coffee.  Here are a few reasons why:

  1. Unlike smoking or drinking, caffeine is a drug that no one questions. No one looks askance if you’re having some. No one ever says: ‘What are you doing with that coffee?! My god, woman!  Do you have NO REGARD for your health?!’
  2. It’s social.   It can be an opportunity to have a conversation with someone you want to know more about.  Meaning you can mack on someone without being too obvious.  (This partly relies on your macking skills but it can be done.)
  3. It’s a personality type indicator – ok, not really.  But I think you can tell a few things about me by my coffee order.  It’s a …  you know what, it’s too long to get into here.  Sufficed to say that my order involves variations of syrups and milk,  a specific temperature, no foam and interpretive dance.  Yeah, I can be a coffee princess.


    Me and Rustin at Sbux.

  4. The caffeine in coffee helps me pull my sh*t together in a way that no other drug can.  Imbibing just the right amount makes me feel awesome and motivated.  Not many other things do that for me.

There are a ton of people and situations that I’m thankful for, for realzies. If you opened this post and hoped that I’d written something darling about you.  Sorry, Honey.  I love coffee, alright?  That’s how shallow I am.

But you knew that already, eh? Yeah.

Why am I hugging you?!

Every Thursday in going to get Thankful up in here! (Up in here!) Stay tuned on Thursdays for thankful posts. I’m not religious or whatever. Just thankful for tons of stuff. I’d love to hear from you about things for which you are thankful.

Given my vertigo, here are a few things I’m thankful for lately:

Slip-on shoes. Bending down has so not been happening these past weeks. Flat slip-on shoes for the win!

Netflix. Though I’m normally a Netflix junkie, I’ve ripped through my share of whole, entire series of shows lately. A friend of mine offered like 3 new series up to me recently and I was able to answer -affecting nonchalance that I’d already seen them all! (Kind of embarrassed about that-don’t I have other I interests?!)

Sturdy, kind people. In my adventures out in the world these past few weeks, many people, sometimes complete strangers, have seen me standing uncertainly at the top of the stairs and have offered to lend me a hand.
Case in point, my extremely busy doctor kindly took me by the arm and walked me down the hallway and waited with me as my partner nipped the car out of the lot.

As I’m lurching along through these moments, I’m touched. I want to hug these people as they try to get on their way. Such kindness!

Those of you who know me well, know I’m no hugger. I’m blaming the vertigo for turning me into this huggy-type person. Odd side effect, that.

Thankful Thursday! What are you thankful for?