Quote of the Weekend

Ange and I went on a retreat this past weekend with the Catholic Chaplaincy at York. The retreat took place at the St. Francis Center in Caledon which is God knows where. The whole weekend was filled with memorable moments and I want to share one of the early moments. This conversation took place the night we arrived. Ange and I were talking about fruits in the kitchen when i remembered something that one of my house mates told me about the guys in France. We’re going to World Youth Day this Summer but before we get to Madrid, Spain, we’ll be going to Portugal and France. Ange and I know a French guy so we’ve seen how nice they are and how perfect their hair is. Ange got EXCITED about this!!! So this is how it went down;

Me – Carmen told me that the guys in France are soo goodlooking and their hair is fluffed to perfection!!!!


Me – I can’t wait to go France (or something like that, i cant remember exactly what i said)

Sam walks into the kitchen

Sam – Angela, I knew I heard you in here from out there!

Me – We were talking about French guys!!!!!

Ange – NO!!!!!! We were talking about fruits!!!!

Sam – Ohh! haha! They’re the same thing!

Epic quote!!!!! French guys ARE fruits!!!! They’re sweet!!!!!

Ange and I will tell you exactly how sweet they are sometime in August πŸ˜€

Love, Lee




I would like us all to take a moment of silence for the loss of my iPod touch……….


So my iPod touch died last night. I got soaked in wet snow….I’m not even sure I should say soaked….let’s just say that when I got home yesterday evening, after walking for 20mins against the high winds and having little pieces of ice thrust against my face, I was covered in ice and inside my pockets were wet. My phone survived, but the iPod didn’t 😦

I was at the Chaplaincy this evening and Ange came in and said hi. I was having a bad day, you know with my iPod gone and everything, so I jumped up and ran around the couch to hug her and said, “Angela!!!” in a ‘i’m suffering’ voice, but she ran into the office and locked the door and said, “What do you want?!?!!?” I said I wanted a hug and she was like, “EWWW!!!” That’s how great our friendship is. Hehe! She eventually opened the door and gave me my hug πŸ™‚

Random quote – You know you’re lame when you’re confessing your sins to a priest and he’s laughing at you.


Love, Lee


Weekend Adventure

Over the weekend, Ange, Esther and I went dancing for a friend’s birthday. O, what a night (late December back in ’63)! In my mind, the evening took place in 6 parts. It might be a bit too much for some of you who can’t read properly, so take it 3 parts at a time if you want. Lol.

Pat 1 – We all sat in Ange’s living room (I was already dressed) for about an hour. During this time, it was decided that I need to get a boyfriend who has a car. Ange’s exact words were something along the lines of, “Lee-Ann, yuh need tuh hurry up and get ah man wit ah car!” Taking the TTC (Toronto Transit Commission) at night sucks! That brings us to part 2.

Part 2 – We walked through freezing rain (little, fragile pieces of ice falling…not water) to get to the bus stop. While waiting on the second bus, it got colder and the rain slowly began to turn into snow. To make matters worse, the wind was ridiculous! I kept thinking, ‘tonight better be good!’. It’s Carnival time back home in Trinidad so all my friends are partying and dancing and having a great time! I’m in Canada. It’s Winter. I needed that night to be fantastic! The bus eventually came and we got to the subway station safely. On the subway, we had out first encounter (not aliens…although we did see one!)

Part 3 – So the three of us are sitting on the subway, minding our own business, waiting for it to leave the station, when a man sat opposite us and said, “Hello ladies.”. We replied and said ‘hi’ in a very unenthusiastic way. Ange’s and Esther’s heads automatically turned to the right…the guy was on their left. So that left yours truly (me) for him to talk to. He asked where we were going so I said home, and I looked away (he obviously didn’t have a car so i lost all interest). He said ‘oh okay, we’re going to Aura, Club Aura. What’s Home like? (I immediately looked at him to see if he was seriously asking me this) I’ve never been to Home before.” And he was serious about it. He honestly thought that ‘home’ was a club. I looked at him and said, “Home as in….where we live.” I made sure that I emphasized those words. He said ‘oh’ and he looked up and then to the side, “I knew that.” The conversation finished and he left about 8 seconds after that.

We got off at our stop and walked through a mini ice blizzard to get to the club.

Part 4 – We got to the club and just waltzed in. No one asked for i.d., we didn’t pay to get in, the coat check guy was cute (maybe he had a car!), our hands were stamped and we began our night of dancing!Β The music was a great selection of old Reggae, Hip Hop, Soca (which my waist and I thoroughly enjoyed :-)), and then there were old classics like Tina Turner – What’s Love Got To Do With It, Marvin Gaye – Let’s Stay Together, and all the songs I used to think BORING when I was a kid growing up. They even played the Fresh Prince song! At one point (the 2nd encounter), this guy started talking to me about how tall I am (as if I didn’t know I was tall) and comparing our heights. After his speech, half of which I didn’t hear, I said ‘okay’ and turned around to see Ange’s reaction. Ange, my faithful partner in crime, was NOWHERE to be seen. Whenever something is too funny, Ange has to leave! I assumed that was why she disappeared. When she came back, she looked at me and started laughing uncontrollably andΒ then I started laughing! During this, the guy was still standing in our little circle. I tried my best not to look at him. It was bad.

Part 5 – When we left, there was a thick layer of snow outside. We literally ran to the subway station, got the last train and got on the bus. On the bus, we had our 3rd encounter. We got the bus after 2 in the morning so it was pretty empty. Of ALLLLLL the empty seats on this bus, the smelly, crazy, homeless guy decides to sit in the row I was sitting in (he could have had a Mercedes and 50 million dollars, I would not have cared). There were three seats in that row – I was in one, the guy’s bag of clothes was next to me and he was next to the bag. So we’re driving along and everything’s fine and normal and smart me decides to steal a look at him to see if he was wearing his shades (how lame am i?). I glanced at him only to see him looking at me in the corner of his eye! Creepy!!!! I guess he took that as his que to start talking to me. When I refused to give him my real name, he begged me for a fake one. How does that make any sense? He also wanted to introduce his friends to my friends (Ange and Esther) but to do that, he felt as if he had to get to know me first. He got off the bus, thank God, and we were left in peace! Ange said she was ready to punch him if he had touched me. πŸ˜€

Part 6 – An elderly man got off the bus when we got off and he said, “Where allyuh girls comin from dis hour ah de mornin?” Hehe. He told us that is wife is going to beat him because he’s coming home so late, he was limin in a massage parlor, his wife probably has a man on the side (maybe he has a car), guys who hail us out are full of shit so don’t talk to them. He was a kind old man. He got to his place before us so the three of us trekked on through the snow and violent winds. That was the end of our night! The music was worth every minute of that adventure!

Life is full of surprises! You never know how a night is going to turn out.

Love, Lee.

P.S. – here’s the alien that we saw all over! He doesn’t have a belly button.


Oh Solo.

I was having some problems with my cellphone provider, Solo Mobile. I hated them for about a month, and then this morning, my phone rang and I saw who it was πŸ˜€ That meant my caller i.d. was FINALLY working! Yay me! After that call, I decided to see if my friends can receive my international texts. I texted Sadeeqa who is in Trinidad (and faithfully reads our blog) and she got the message πŸ˜€ That meant that my phone is now problem free! Yay me again! A good start to my day. I was in love with Solo!

About 10 minutes after, I checked my email and saw that Solo emailed me. I knew it was to say that everything was fixed and that they are sorry for any inconvenience caused and what not. I opened the email and the first thing I saw was “Good day Mr. Attong“. I decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and say that it was just a typo. The next line said “My name is Carl”. Aha! It’s a guy who made that typo! I guess I can forgive him, unless he refers to me as Mr. Attong again. Well guess what peeps! He just had to refer to me as Mr. Attong again!

“I would like to thank you, Mr. Attong, for choosing Solo Mobile…”

I felt insulted, amused and awkward at the same time. Insulted because I AM NOT A MAN! Amused because Carl thinks I’m a man. Hahaha! Does anyone know a man named Lee-Ann? Lol. Too funny. Last but not least, awkward because I felt as if I was reading an email that was meant for my Dad.

Right now, I don’t hate Solo but I don’t love them either. I think, out of the three ways I felt, amused stands out the most. So I’m amused by Solo. They’re funny πŸ˜€

Love, Lee (lovely. Lol)