It was a long summer day. It's been a great summer so far. I've been taking long bike rides this week, to Central Park, Deer Lake Park, around the neighbourhood when I'm feeling sluggish or with my sister.
Work has been absolutely amazing. I know I will miss it when I return to school in the fall. It is such a comfortable, relaxed atmosphere, even the drive in Coquitlam / Maple Ridge is nice, ...long, but nice. The people over there are extremely courteous; they let you cut in and wave thank you when they cut in on you in traffic. Work has been full of bubble tea formulations, ice cream mix formulations, spice formulations. Lots of tasting and testing, and remixing and reformulation. LOTS. I am getting along great with the people I work with, and my boss and..co-boss(??) are rarely there, but it is always interesting when they are.
They're giving me my own key next week!! I'm stoked.
Dragonboat is next weekend. I've been lacking on the workouts otherwise, and it's shown in the past two practices; one this Thursday, the other this morning. I'm slow and I really have to work to finish it off because I'm horribly tired and panting after the power and race pieces. :\ I hope I can pull it together next week.
Tomorrow is the grad picnic in sunny New Westminster. Lots of baked goods and sweets are on the menu, it seems. Buns and cakes and cookies. Pop. Salad, somosas, turnovers and sushi. I wonder how that'll come along. Wouldn't it be funny if the food tech graduates food poisoned themselves on their own grad picnic. hah.
This morning I got up at 6:30 to a quiet, sunny house. It was relaxing and peaceful as the strobes of morning beamed through the skylights. In the isolated morning, I read cookbooks and meal recipes, looking for things I could try during the week. Found a great recipe for turkey empanades. Not true empanades, as the ones I had were from Mexico / Chile / South America in general, complete with pork / chicken / beef complemented by beans, corn, raisins and other stuffings.
...It's funny how food and smells can take you back to a certain place and time. Empanades remind me of Patrick Gonzales and Natalia Ovalle in elementary school. She was from Chile, transplanted to Winnepeg, and finally settled here. Her father loved soccer. I watched her younger sister walk across the stage last week too, at their graduation.
I wrote about Chile in a report for my six-grade teacher. ...I detailed how empanades were made and what ingredients they held.
Yes....I'll try to make some empanades this week. No promises though. Not even to myself.
Read cookbooks, watched some saturday morning television with my father, then with my sister, then headed out to Dragonboat practice near Science World. There was the RBC Olympic FunFest happening today, so good thing I got dropped off rather than driving myself. It would have been hell to find a parking space.
We practiced a number of starts, then raced with two other teams. We 'won'. Also practiced very closely alongside another team our full start.
OUCH. It was *not* fun when the coaching teams from either one of the boats (or both, for that matter) decided to place us SO close (~50 cm?) that in our starting 616, we were bashing each other's paddles, hands, and boats. NOT FUN. In the middle of the intense splashing and bashing, I considered hitting them on purpose..because basically...it HURT.
After practice and a shower, I went downtown to shop for some sunglasses, shoes, and to stop by lululemon for some workout gear. Dood...it is highly priced, but I think it is worth every single penny. Their pants / shorts / crop pants are extremely comfortable and forgiving of any bumps, bulges, and crinkly bits on the body. The material is very breathable.
Met up with Izzy for some fun, sun, and bumming around talking shit with Gary too. We walked along Denman and stopped at English Bay to enjoy the sun. I managed to get a slight burn on my shoulders.
Dinner in Richmond, made a batch of cookies. Lots of phone tag with Helen, Mark, and Rav.
It's been a great day. I'm just too tired to relay what I feel.