August 20th, 2010
I am home.. vancouver sweet vancouver.. how I miss you.. the scariest part though.. is how I feel myself more and more detached every year I am gone.. I start forgetting where the streets are.. and which block zara is on.. and the other day.. I actually said Mah-zda.. I carried the A.. I stopped in my tracks.. and asked the others around me if they hear it to.. they were american.. so they laughed..
we made the mistake of hitting the Massey tunnel at 4:30.. enough said.. 3.5 hours later.. we were in vancouver.. gulp.. just in time to do a quick change.. head to cactus for some drinks.. than run to see Mr. Jerry Seinfeld.. I was a hot mess last night.. there was to much driving.. and running late.. and bickering.. and I am a virgo.. I don’t do late! thankfully the sun parted.. and it wasn’t raining.. we were on the elevator heading out.. and this man came in and was staring at me.. I think he was checking me out.. I feel like such a mom these days..I wasn’t to sure.. (Dustin informed me he was).. as I am walking out in front of him.. my new pretty little J crew purse flies open.. all my cash and cards spill out on the floor.. my license almost goes down the elevator shaft.. thank god the tampon I put in there hadn’t..therefore I wasn’t that Uber embarrassed.. I crunch down asap to pick up my cards and license before I lose them to the Hyatt elevator shaft forever.. the guy checking me out got a show.. cause there was no time for jean pull ups and underwear pull downs.. I feared the door would close on me..
good start Kacey..
Seinfeld was amazing! amazing.. I love him.. I was star struck when he came on stage.. although he did a *69 joke.. that I thought was way to outdated for this era of cell phones.. but when he did his parenting bits.. I died.. i know relate to them all.. and they were good..
we made our way to Italian Kitchen.. which is apparently the only restaurant I like going to in Vancouver these days.. if it ain’t broke! checked in on the Oli bear.. my poor sister. three kids.. and she thought Olive was better on the stairs than she was.. which she is ok on them.. but little Heidsters had other plans.. and gave her a little nudge.. and she tumbled.. this is where I thank sweet Jesus that I birthed a peanut pop who is only 6 inches wide ;) because she only tumbled down three of them and than was parallel .. lying on the one stairs.. Dayton was there for the whole thing.. and gave an accurate description to get his little sister in trouble;).. I am just happy she was ok.. it was hard to wrap my mind around anything else that night.. but the king size bed did help a little..
we woke up and enjoyed the facilities.. the heated outdoor pool was perfect on today’s crisp morning.. it felt like a bathtub.. we swam.. hot tubbed.. ate and came home.. which was a way better drive than on the way there..
it has been a whirl wind 24 hours.. and I am glad to be home.. while Dustin lives it up child free for the next 3 days.. I anticipate no phone calls.. because I did see a jagermeister cooler.. and we had to stop at the duty free on the way up for jager.. and I would rather just see the hot mess that walks in my front door on sunday night..
overall.. I feel more and more like a mom.. like that scene in Family Man with Nicholas Cage and Tea Leoni are shopping for a suit and her jacket is half way down her arm.. and she looks frumpy and out of place.. and he is standing there in Armani and looks smokin.. and she has to tell him that they cant afford that.. that is me these days.. we were sitting at Cactus Club Bentall.. super packed.. hot business men and woman everywhere.. green nail polish and all the latest looks.. and we just laughed out loud.. because it comes with the territory.. and thankfully it doesn’t happen every time I go out.. or else I would be hiring a stylist and a personal trainer..
update: olive has a bruised/sprained hip.. my little peanut pop is now hobbling around like a little doggy falling to the ground.. I look forward to bed tonight :)
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