CASIE STEWART

THIS IS MY LIFE • BLOG EST. 2005
LIFE

some days you just wanna take a break from life

The day after a relaxing weekend and all I want is the couch, horizontal with a pillow, watching tv. Back is better but the pain is still there. Had pho for lunch. Was tasty as usual. I really miss my camera.

I forgot how pretty and green Cambridge is. I feel torn between my love of the city and  my love of bring in a quiet place surrounded by nature and peace. This is driving in Blair beside Mum’s favorite tree.

I really missed Cambridge until I got back home to my glass box in the sky. I love the city too.

Had a good chuckle at Do Your Fucking Dishes. I had a roomate that didn’t do his and I put them in his room.

When I was in highschool I really wanted these prescription Gucci glasses. Mum’s work would pay for them and I cheated my eye exam to get them. My prescription was barely there at all. Two years later after wearing them my eyes had gotten a little worse. Last time I got them checked they were 20/20 again. My new prescription glasses have no prescription.

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a sense of community, it feels like home

Lovely to wake up the the sound of nothing but Dad in the kitchen upstairs. No streetcar, highway, train or traffic. We headed out for brekky stopping at garage sales along the way.

Dad picked me up in the hot rod last night. I saw everyone on the bus looking at the car and I loved it.

How much would you offer for these tracks? He’s there tomorrow so I might go back.

My favorite thing to do is at home is pop by the vintage boutiques. I have my favorites and never leave them empty handed. I got four pairs of shoes, three hats and a couple other jems. I picked up a vintage suitcase to bring them all in too.

Sabrina said not to bring home a bunch of crap but I’m gonna get rid of some old clothes this time. Seriously, like before next weekend. Move in two weeks.

Bonga’s band was playing at the Preston Music Festival so Mum and I walked over to Central Park.  Gresat music, gonna go back later. Some local friends brought their Mum’s too, it was cute. Insert joke: “Everybody and their Mom is here” haha. I was lucky that Mum, Dad and Dad’s GF were all there. Ya family!

It’s wonderful to be home. I was daydreaming of moving from the city, back here. It’s so calm and peaceful. I’ve seen familiar faces all day.  Ran into my fav teacher Mrs. Bennett. I think I can call her Sandra now that i’m 27.


I’ve taken in so many little things today I could write for hours. All things I don’t want to forget.

Awesome. Have a great night friends. It’s beautiful out ♥

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all the way to the bank

I was given this bill from a friend. He logged his handling of it on whereswilly.com. This is my first bill I’ve logged so I’m making a little deal about it.

Cool I guess if you’re in to that sorta track-my thing-online-and-see-what-it-does kinda stuff.  Colin McLeod in St.John’s, NB logged bill first. He came to Niagara Falls for the Cindy Lauper/Rosie show in July. We got it at Shoeless Joe’s in Liberty Village and now it’s in my jeans pocket. The end.

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Writing

took candy and makeup and said don’t panic

This morning in the shower I was remembering something that happened a few years ago and feeling quite lucky.  I’ll share with you now what I remember. Mum, if I mixed it up please tell me.

I was about 12 years old and traveling home from New Zealand with Mum and Jenie. We had gone through all the checks  and boarded the plane.

I don’t remember the exact chain of events but it went something like this. We boarded and someone’s luggage boarded the plane but not the passenger. Airline, big problem. We all had to exit the plane and they had us wait in the waiting area.

The plane had come from Iraq to Australia and was picking us up in New Zealand. At the time, Irag & Oz were having bad relations.  Remember, I was only 12 when this happened so I know hardly anything about that part.

The security guys were doing massive searches on ALL our luggage. They rummaged through everything taking out  consumable products like gum, candy, lotions, makeup and tossed them in the garbage bin. I asked the security guard for piece of his gum. He gave me one, it was cinnamon.

They searched my hair, bottom of my shoes, even behind my belt! Every passenger went though the same hands on search. We found out shortly after that there WAS a BOMB ON OUR PLANE. Yep, the one  we just exited.

The bomb squad was on board taking care of it as we waited and waited and waited.  It was eight long hours  in the airport before another plane arrived to take us back to North America.

After 9/11 people really scared to fly, including me.  However, I boarded my next flight knowing I already had a bomb on a plane once in my life, the chances of it happening again are pretty slim. 😉

Traveling to see my parents this weekend out of the city.  They’re over 50 but it doesn’t even seem like it, they have young attitudes. Me, my hurting back and swollen-bee-sting-finger are quite looking forward to it. Adventure time!! I always find heaps of good stuff in the basements.  That also means your closet Mum, haha! Woohoo!

Happy Friday!

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careful what you wish for

thoughts become things

So I’m reading this book about when bee’s are extinct and then all of a sudden five people get stung around the world and it’s a huge deal. They think there’s something special about them but I’m not done the book yet so I  don’t know for sure. It’s good.

One girl is from Ontario and her name is Diana, after the Princess of Whales. I’m from Ontario and my middle name Diana  for the same reason. Another girl is from Palmerston North, New Zeland. A small town in Manawatu which happens to be where my mum was born and a heap of my family currently live. Weird.

I wanted  a new book and asked for something that I would enjoy reading  yet find intellectually stimulating. One day I went to collect our mail and sitting on the return to sender pile was this book, unmarked, unadressed. I picked it up and started reading. It was meant to be mine that day.

So today, I was sitting having a beer with a colleage, it was about 4:20 when we ordered a second. I had mentioned the book earlier and followed by saying “I haven’t been stung by a bee in a while”. I got up and knocked a nearby tree branch right away.   As I was finishing my second pint, bill paid, I felt a sharp needle like pain in my finger. Bloody hell, I’d been stung.

Moral of the story: Be careful what you wish for, thoughts become things.

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bono sang me to sleep last night

The U2 concert was loud enough to hear distant vocals and the buzz  of the crowd cheering from my bedroom.  Took some pain medicine and passed out. It was only the second time the roof has been open for a concert ever. I taked to a guy the other day about the shape of the roof and how the sky done was built. He mentioned this really cool flat roof he was working on. I ove how rain sounds on a metal roof. The tower was lit up to match the show. Bet those were some pricey Concert Tickets to get. Some rad aerial photos from the show here.  I finally got a good sleep and woke up in less pain than the day before. The future is bright!

I read an interesting post today from Erin on the Sprouter blog.  I’ve been getting emails and calls from friends not yet using this stuff saying “Casie, I need to  set up Twitter/Blog stuff  for my business.  Help me, help me”. The thing is, just setting up a Twitter account or blog is not going to generate a presence online, save your brand or make you money.

Social media is more than just being online, it really is about being social. You gotta put yourself out there (and stay out there) online AND offline to get the social media results you’re looking for. Like everything else, it takes work.

I apologize on behalf of Kanye the Douche, he interrupted my site yesterday. Yours too? Urgh, that guy,  SO annoying. I came in to the office to see Mum had sent me a email with a Health Warning. I assumed it was serious and then…oh Mum, so funny!

p.s. Entertaining stuff on my Tumblr & Borderline Artistic blogs and my Twitter stream if you’re looking to waste some time at work this afternoon. Ok. Bye 🙂

LIFE

blog in full sentence, tweet the headlines

Wake up at 6 am reach for water forgetting the pain and feel a sharp knife in my back. Take in medicine, deep breath, exhale. I lay down slowly as not to get that knife again and fall back to sleep. Wake up reach for water, the knife strikes again, twice. I take twice as long to get ready. Slowly put on underwear with out falling, I dress in comfy clothes. Dust off the running shoes and the knife strikes as the cat scurries by. I ignore the pain and I and I tie them up. Reminder to eat something before medicine and get change for street car. Off the bike for a while.  Everything is taking longer, taking longer.

I wait for the streetcar, preying for a seat. Every bump or stop on the ride is amplified to me right now. Standing would be torture. I see a girl with a backpack, strangely I wish I could wear a backpack. I’d look like a highschooler in these Lulu’s and flower hoodie.  Cute boy briskly passes me on the sidewalk; I’m almost at medium pace. No head  turns. I want an iphone badly. Riding public transit is good for writing. Each car is full of stories waiting to be told.  I look like I’m aggressively texting non stop about something important. I am, my thoughts are important.

The pain medicine sinks in as I swivel in my desk chair.

Brief red carpet outing last night… View Post

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the process of changing apples to oranges

I wake up. Twist and scream. I think, why me? Sometimes live throws you curve balls. You can catch it. Pain, I can handle it. X-ray day today. Most people don’t like the doctor but it helps when he’s young and handsome like mine. I’m grateful for the friends/family who have been helping me. I’m thankful for Mum. I rung her so upset this morning and she saved the day. She made me feel better. Then I remembered it’s her birthday. I felt horrible. Finally did some laundry. I got flowers last night from the house where I fell. They’re beautiful. Getting read to go now. I can do this. It’s gonna be ok. Positive thinking.

I just read over your Billie Jean King quote about achieving your dreams, Mum.  The one in the frame. Thank you. I love you.

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in memory of a great one: swayze

I love Patrick Swayze and still swoon over him every time I watch Ghost, Dirty Dancing or carry a watermelon. He battled hard with his Cancer and will forever live in my memory.

I loved him most when he danced.

I was never lucky enough to meet him, despite  day dreaming about it the last twenty years.  As a young dancer I was fortunate to have Patsy Swayze, his mother and renowned choreographer judge me at a dance competition.

It was Rhythm Dance competition, Humanities Theatre,  Waterloo, circa 1993.  My first year doing a solo. The adjudicators sat in lit tables behind the first few rows of seats. They recorded comments on tape while you performed on stage.

After, they listened to the tapes and calculated the scores  of each category. As dancers, we got to keep the tapes. I have a stack of them packed away from years of competitions.

I was nervous and excited from what I remember. She spoke about me on the podium after and I don’t even remember what place I came in.

The thing that stuck with me all these years is what she said about me on the tape “It’s too bad we don’t have lighting from the audience to show this child’s facial expression because she truly does deserve”.

Patsy, you raised a great son. You both made a big impact on me.

Rest in peace Patrick. I’ll never put you in a corner xo

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hello hollywood glamour!

Casie Stewart on dock

The night was warm as over four hundred fine people walked the red carpet boarding the yacht. Toronto is full of do-gooders and together we surpassed our goal raising over $600o for Meal Exchange. Thank you everyone that purchased event tickets, raffle tickets and came out to have fun!

Along with raising awareness of an awesome national student-founded, youth-driven charity, our donation will result in mentoring over 214 youth and providing over 7,500 meals to those in need.

Rob cheeleaders

Thanks to Mariposa Cruise Lines for giving us a great spot to have a party and the Argo girls for coming out too. They’re lined up here to chat with Rob from Smojoe.com.

Check out the photos from our wonderful photographers Rosa Park, Say Yeah, and Chris G.

The next Twestival is in the new year and will an opportunity to tweet,meet and give for a global cause.  It will obviously be a night not to miss!  Have a great day.

I did an interview for Daniele Rossi’s Creative Bender radio show after getting back on land. Take a listen, it’s short & sweet.

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