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WHY DOES THIS NOT STILL EXIST??

life is so not fair. I want breakfast with barbie everyday.

Fun fact about working for the government

People say "flip" instead of "send". For example, "Flip that email to me" or "I'll review it and flip it back to you". Makes them sound cool I guess. Maybe they all have secret juggler/acrobat ambitions. My whole directorate should join the circus.

Trésor de la cuisine

Last night we ordered pizza and serenaded the pizza delivery man. This song is infectious. I bet they play it in the back of pizzerias to motivate the employees as they throw the dough in the air. Can anyone confirm or deny?

candy for breakfast

I've come to a sad realization. I think I may be addicted to candy. Not addicted in an "I love it and I like to eat it all the time" kind of way, but in an "it's 3pm and I haven't eaten candy yet and I'm going crazy kind of way". Like some kind of physical dependency. I place the blame entirely on school for dictating what was always terrible eating habits. Maybe I should have seen this coming back in January of 2010 when I caved in 3 days in to a month long candy-free challenge, and made out with a certain person who's name rhymes with gramy.

Now that I've come to the realization that until A and E's intervention gets ahold of me or I develop diabetus that I will never kick this habit. So I need to find a way to further profits off this addiction. So thus begins my weekly review of candy, new ones, old ones, foreign ones, stale ones, you name it I'll eat it.

These are my crack. My kryptonite. My all time favorite candy (of this month). I've been on a life brand sour gummy worm kick for awhile now. I get depressed when they're sold out, and I grossed out my co-worker the other day when I ate an entire bag for lunch. Because there was a two bags for $4 deal I couldn't help myself, except that there was only one bag of these left. So I reluctantly took a bag of sour peach rings, and as I ate them for breakfast this morning I felt a longing for the gummy worms.

The life brands take on the worms are the best. Although the almighty Bulk Barn has a take on them, they fall short of sub-par. I will eat them like crack too, but I would like to remind you that that sort of behaviour is based solely on my ever-present need for sugar. I would say that the bulk barn worms seem to absorb the taste of the bags they're in, resulting in them tasting like plastic bags. Life brands taste like heaven.

I give them *****/5 stars. I would give it 6 stars, but then I may lose my credibility as a professional candy reviewer.

Next week's cand review will pay homage to Twerpz, and the efforts there-after made to replace them.

If they Mated

So a Facebook ad totally worked on me. Check it:

Of COURSE I want to make a creepy 100% accurate frowning robot baby before I die!

So faced with this opportunity, I had to jump on it. Once I thought about it, the whole exercise reminded me of that If They Mated segment they did on Late Night with Conan O'Brien. I was kind of hoping our baby would turn out like one of those:

 But alas, I think professional photoshopping techniques went into such genius. So what would you get between Grace and Amy?

I used photos from the time we dressed as Sailor Scouts for Halloween, hoping that we would spawn some Sailor hybrid child. Alas, the only resemblance is the general smug look our "child" bears:

Meanwhile she was apparently not born with a powerful magical tiara, but instead has a dirty forehead....apparently this Internet tool is 100% accurate after all.

Cool or Fool??

So I got myself a pair of fur earmuffs this year! Brilliant invention! When you are zipping about in the wintry air, your head doesn't get too hot, and you don't get that dreaded chill on your ears. And while its been established (by me) that earmuffs are very cute on girls, can the other gender pull them off? The manly kind of muffs I mean, with polar fleece, that wrap around the back of the head. Chris (below) claims that a classmate at Algonquin College last year was ridiculed for donning Man-Muffs. Then again, Chris is more of a function over fashion kind of guy: What's the word on man-muffs, COOL or FOOL?

His ears be cold

Manmuffs?

MISSING

Photo taken at my work. SOMEONE IS MISSING A SPOON DAMNIT

HALLO!

So although I brought up the creation of the blog, I have yet to post. UNTIL NOW. And the reason I am posting is because Amy called me out on it, and I know her pimp hand is strong, so I shall not mess with her.

So, I shall take this opportunity to talk about Beans.

Currently, i have a deep, unexplainable fear/ hatred of them. Although I think I may have had them once before, I believe the experience was so awful that I have repressed it. As a child I subsisted on a diet of hot dogs, candy and cantaloupe. Being the picky eater I was, this diet seemed perfectly fine, but now on reflection I'm suprised my body didn't give up on me at some point. After eating my first salad at 16, I thought I was set; but I continue to be haunted by beans. And with this I give you, dear reader, the top five reasons I hate beans:

5. They smell weird. (Read: they don't smell like foods that I actually like)

4. They have a weird texture, mushy on the inside, weird film type layer outside. Completely unnecessary.

3. They typically come in packaging that I have deemed displeasing.

(the one at the bottom is oozing. Gross)

4. The scientific name for beans is "Phaseolus Vulgaris". Because they are vulgar. FACT. Also, they sometimes look like larvae.

(case and point)

5. Farting. Funny in theory, but not after hours of induced bean farts.

However, I will admit, there are some beans that are okay. In fact some of these I consume on a daily basis.

1. Green beans

(I am aware there are little beans inside, i choose to ignore this)

2. Jellybeans. I can't get enough.

NOM NOM NOM

3. Mr. Bean. Seriously, this guy is amazing.

This all being said, I will soon have to face my fear, and eat beans. Hopefully as few as possible. And as unfortunate as this situation is, I hope it will only add to my good character, and not lead to nightmares.

Adieu pour maintenant,
-gracine

FIRST!!!1!!!!1!

Why are we starting a blog? And what is it about? We aren't sure, but like most blogs, it will probably end up being about ourselves, GRACE and AMY.

Blogs about yourself can be very self-indulgent, but also a learning opportunity. You could learn that you lead a very boring life, for example.  We think our life is ballin'. Now we are forcing you to read about it. I thought I mark this inaugural post with some old photos of GraMy (grace & amy) circa 2006.