Little tougher. Energy still fine, but I am a tad weaker and just a wee bit HUNGRY! Went to a potluck to test my will. Oodles of fabulous food, wine, chocolate fondue. I had water. wow. 5 more days…
MONEY!
Posted by Megan
on March 20, 2006
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Go see this play.
If you live in Van.
A treat.
Handbill info here.
Day One
Posted by Megan
on March 19, 2006
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I am cleansing. A detoxing of sorts. Flushing out and rejuvenating the insides, if you will. Much needed. Too many toxins floatin around and it has been far too long since I’ve paid attention to the inner workings… Not a major cleanse, like consuming only beet juice and millet for 26 days. No thank-you. Been there, done that. Do not need to turn grey/green and withered for a week. I am having plenty of fruit and veg, some almonds and pumpkin seeds for snacks, tons of aqua, along with the main event: RevitolX and Detoxitech. I am allowed one solid meal a day, which tonight consisted of a salmon fillet and sauteed veggies with plenty of herbs and garlic. I eat this way anyhow – this shouldn’t be too tough?? And absolutely zero cafe (mornings will be a challenge), no booze (no problem, I think I’ve had my fair share, for a while anyhow), no refined sugars, yeast, wheat, dairy, etc, for 7 days. My energy today – no problem. Feel great. Played some tennis, feel just fine. Getting to bed at a reasonable hour is essential as well, as it always should be but never makes the cut. Tonight: 10:14 pm: rockin’ Saturday night indeed!
Ode To zu
Posted by Megan
on March 17, 2006
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‘Twas a mere year ago that I began my journey at zu. The greatest company I’ll ever work for with the loveliest buncha folks you could stumble upon in this world, from a province I hold dear in my heart. Here’s a little tribute to all you zu peeps out there:
Written, Composed, Performed by MC, World Premiere Performance, Summer Solstice, Saskatoon, June 25, 2005
“Dear Mum and Dad”
(The tune is somewhat recognizable if you have a pulse, lest we forget… it has a striking resemblance to a slightly familiar tune, some song called “A Day In Life”… – I think some band ripped off my riff.)
I got a job today, oh boy.
zu dot com is my place of employ.
My first day was an event,
perhaps an indication of how-my-days-will-be-spent.
Important business came that day,
off to the boardroom to choose our N-C-double-A.
There was a condom on my chair.
…that’s cool…. thanks?….
My desk is simple, no bling-bling.
Oh no, wait, we’re movin’ ya down to the west wing.
Down there music volume’s high, never low,
temperature’s cool with a nice, even air flow.
Oh yeah, one thing that I forgot:
people here seem to like music a whole hell of a lot.
Well that’s alright cause so do I,
perhaps I’ll join a band, give that a try.
…. maybe… that’s why… I got this…. role….
Oh, no, no, wait – it’s cause my dad’s: Bob Cole….
So mum and dad, things here are comin’ along.
You should come and visit us
at zu dot com.
No, no, Z-U, not double “O”
I dunno, somethin to do with some guy’s name
Just come a visit us all,
at ZU DOT COM!
miss you zu.
Go Irish.
Life In Van…
Posted by Megan
on March 10, 2006
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For all of you folks that think it’s a tough go in Vancouver due to that facade of the never-ending rain for 4 months…. It’s early March: I was snowboarding at Whistler in the a.m., enjoyed a beer and burger in the blistering sun in the village midday, and played an hour of tennis in the evening sunset back in the city, oceanside… I opt for winter in this town – pretty dreamy, rain or no rain.
Christmas Morning
Posted by Megan
on March 5, 2006
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I am well and safe back in Canada, back in Van…. My bags followed me by a day and a half, after having an adventure of their own through Paris. All 7 bottles of rosso vino, 1 bottle of olio and many chocolate treats all made the journey with great success and with zero heavy tariffs for me to pay! It really works out nicely getting your bags lost when importing a large amount of supplies.
It is like Christmas morning here in my apartment in Vancouver today. So many Italian nuggets I had forgotten I had purchased and packed – a treat.
I feel worn and haggard. Did not sleep well last night. Had a nap today. Booked a massage for tomorrow. Real life will commence shortly thereafter. I am looking forward to the next chapter.
Final Pics
Posted by Megan
on March 5, 2006
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Just added the final pics from the italia adventure
Finito
Posted by Megan
on February 28, 2006
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I am sans accreditation pass, sans italia mobile phone, sans stress, sans work… ahhh… breathing calmly and feeling great. (“calmE”). I am sitting in an artsy, funky cafe bar (Jitters-esque) in the centro of town, shooting my first espresso of the day. It will be tough to ween myself off of this drug.
Going back to Saturday night:
Dad and I sat centre, about 30 rows back from the stage and podium, and watched our St. John’s Curling Club team with pride and joy. This was truly the highlight of these games. I stood up from our seats and raised my Newfoundland bright orange curling sweater – the boys saw it, saw dad and I, pointed and waved from the podium as we proudly cheered for them. It was a wonderful moment and an incredible way to end it all; being there, with dad, watching our flag being raised, listening to our anthem play. I have goose bumps reliving it right now. On the world stage, it was that team and our nation that won a gold medal, and I could not have felt more proud to be Canadian and so inspired for Newfoundland.
Going back to Sunday night, I really should know myself better. On what was to be my last official night of the games, I inteneded to get a “good night sleep” due to the ungodly hour I was to awake to escort folks to Milano. Well, this tale began by complete chance, but I ended up stumbling into the very restaurant where the Swedish hockey team was having a private dinner and celebrating their gold medal victory. As I entered, one very drunk, happy Swede was stumbling up some stairs by himself. It was none other than a Mr. Peter Forsberg. Shane, eat your heart out!! I said to him, “Pedro! Gold Medal! Congratulations – way to go man!!” He gave me a huge hug, all smiles, and said to me in perfect english, “You’re engligh! I am so fucking wasted!”. He’s all class and very sweet, but he’s young, was jubilant and very drunk indeed.
He invited me into the party for a drink – perfect. Ah yes, I will never again get so close to the super star that he has become. I ran out to the car, retrieved my sister, and back into the celebration we jumped. We toasted with red wine, which he poured for us both, and I ended up spending the rest of my evening with his father, his brother, his best friend from childhood and a bunch of the Swedish Hockey Association guys. They were all elated when Christian could pronounce their wee town they are from and Peter made her say it over and over for everyone. They all cracked into some Swedish drinking songs as well, of course. By the time we had arrived at this restaurant that night, most of the players had already left and it was Peter’s entourage remaining. Fine with us! Christian had to drive back up to the mountains that night, so she missed most of the late night pub chats with these guys, which was a shame. Mr. Forsberg, Peter’s dad, is a lovely human being and I am invited to visit them all in Sweden! HA!
So I rolled directly from the bar to the bus to Milano and did not get back to a bed to finally sleep until 5pm last night. I have officially hit the wall. Mum, that ball of wax you sent over for burning at both ends is out. Somebody make it stop. I am ready for home.
The sun has just come out. It is midday. I intend to stroll around town solo for some time, waiting for Christian to organize all of her receipts for CBC and return her car. Then we head up to the mountains for 2 days of sunny snowboarding bliss.
Bring on Beijing. Being a part of the Olympic adventure is an inspiring experience I would love to have again. Can’t wait for 2010.
Ciao from italia
La fine
Posted by Megan
on February 26, 2006
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End of Day 16… sipping a departure vino, enjoying some delectable formaggio e prosciutto… the gang at the IBC of the CBC are having a few last laughs and relaxing moments before the closing ceremonies commence and the Games finish…. what a trip. I have to hit the hay fairly early ce soir, as I will be rising at 3am to escort a slew of media to the airport in Milano, then drive a car back to Torino to end my last day as an official employee of the CBC for the XX Torino Winter Olympic Games, 2006…. Then I hit the Alps for some snowboarding!!!! Grazie for reading my blurbs and being a part of my experience. ciao!
GG in the House
Posted by Megan
on February 25, 2006
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Her Excellency just cruised through the CBC italia, spent some time, took the tour, chatted with some folks. She was just as stunning as ever.
Dad and I will indeed be at the medal ceremony tonight. A hot ticket, however, these are our boys!! How truly fortunate I am. Can’t wait – look for us in the crowds!