By late Friday evening, I immediately sensed something was wrong with my stomach. Friday night until late Saturday afternoon, I had my worst bout of food poisoning to date, literally dropping 3 lbs of water weight overnight. Fortunately, Charles was able to fill in for me and photograph the morning segment of Connie & Gerrome's wedding before their hired photographers arrived. Fortunately, after a day of rest and antacids and over the counter medicine, I was well enough to attend the reception part of the evening. Although I didn't have much of an appetite, it'd take more than a bout of food poisoning to keep me away from celebrating with my dear friends. Here are some of my favourite shots of the evening.

Fitting their fairy tale theme, Connie has clearly found her prince charming.




Best friends for life.


First time I've ever seen bartenders at a wedding who could flair like these two.


Connie & Gerrome watching the slideshow their DHS groomsmen put together.


Clearly upping the stakes with a free Ipod Nano for the single bachelor who caught the "garter" was a good idea.

I was awoken this morning by Charles' frantic cries to get dressed because we had to head to the hospital. Half in a daze, I somehow mustered enough consciousness to brush my teeth, get dressed and hop into the car. When we arrived at the hospital, the parking lot was completely empty and the halls were completely empty which made slipping in to see our friends an easy task. Everyone, I'd like to introduce you to the newest addition to our dear friends, Irene & Kelvin's family, David L. Kang. More photos can be seen here.

Now I can run without getting tangled in wires or dropping my player on the treadmill and watching it fall on the ground behind me. Tested it out for the first time at the gym yesterday and I felt like I could just keep on running! So awesome!

Earlier this afternoon, Charles and I attended our friends' daughter's "dol". Before that, the last time I attended a child's first Korean birthday was when my nephew Marcus turned one, a little over 2 years ago.





Unlike most birthdays, a "dol" is much more elaborate. The highlight of a "dol" being when the child is placed before a table of foods and object such as string, books, money, and food, where it is believed the one selected will foretell the child's future.



After much deliberation, Daria finally makes chooses money signifying a life of prosperity.

Me with the little birthday girl who, against all odds, managed to stay awake during the entire lunch. Thanks so much to our friends Karen and Hyun for inviting us. I still can't believe the photographer didn't show up, but hopefully the images Charles and I were able to capture on our camera will help them remember this special occasion.

Yesterday, I received a shocking e-mail while at work. The subject line read, "Funeral arrangements for Adrian Alexander". For several moments, I just sat at my desk in shock, unable to move. "Is this someone's idea of a sick joke?" I kept thinking to myself. When I finally summoned up enough courage to open the e-mail, the truth hit me like a tonne of bricks. Adrian had left the company over 2 years ago, but before then, he'd worked up in Supply Chain and been a part of our 5 person breakfast club and regular lunch time Euchre games. At first, I found his sense of humour to be a little off, but gradually he began to grow on me. Even when we'd lose miserably to the other team, he'd crack some oddball joke and get me to enjoy the game simply for what it was. When he finally decided to leave the company for Canadian Tire, I was sad to see him leave, after all I'd lost my Euchre partner, but fortunately not my friend. After all, he promised to keep in touch with everyone via e-mails, however, after a few months, we all lost touch and none of us had heard from him in a long time. He was so young... details regarding his death haven't been released but we do know that he decided to take his life into his own hands. Again and again I am reminded of just how fleeting life can be, and how important it is to say and do things in the here and now, rather than wait 'til tomorrow.

For as long as I can remember, I've always enjoyed running. When I was young, I would run for fun enjoying the feeling of the cold air whip across my face as I did. When I got to highschool, I began taking running more seriously competing in both the 400m and 800m, placing first in both events. However, when I switched highschools, running became a thing of the past.

Recently, I've decided to pick up running again with the goal of completing a 5K race in under 25 minutes. It's been 1.5 weeks since I've begun running again. Although it's only been about once a week at the gym on a treadmill, my times have been steadily improving. For my first run, I ran at a leisurely pace just to assess my stamina, completing 5K in a little over 30 minutes. This morning, I decided to pick things up to a 9 minute mile, finishing at exactly 28minutes. My plan is to start running outdoors once I get my indoor times down to about 20 minutes. Wish me luck and see you at the finish line.

When Irene first approached me about doing some maternity shots a few months back, I couldn't help but be excited. Aside from being close personal friends of ours, Irene and Kelvin are two of our favourite friends to go photogging with. Funny how this time around, they would be instead be on the other side of the lens. Here are a few of my favourite shots from our fun session.

I totally didn't see it coming. After getting off work yesterday, Charles and I decided to go check out the 10th Anniversary Buskerfest festival by St. Lawrence Market. For those of you who have no idea what a Busker is or a Buskerfest is about, it's all about street performers gathering for one night to display their amazing talents - everything from eating fire, to dancing, to riding a unicyle. After catching a few acts and chomping down on some babyback ribs and corn on the cob (Mmmmm), we decided to catch one last act.

With all the hype around dancing and the popularity of such shows as SYTYCD, ABDC and Dancing with the Stars, it was no surprise that the USA Dancers drew a large audience. Three athletic (did I mention strong?) young men performing acts of strength while breakdancing. About 10 minutes into the show, one of the dancers came towards me and began pulling me into the centre of the stage area. I was instructed to hold my arms out straight before me, he then placed a towel in my hands and warned me, "Do NOT move. No matter what happens. You CANNOT move. It's a part of the trick." Afraid to move or even watch, the performer began doing flairs with his legs spinning higher and higher, faster and faster. He then got up, took the towel out of my hands and wiped his brow. That got a good laugh, but he wouldn't let me leave. Instead, he told me to stand with my feet together. Pretty soon, I wasn't alone as two other young girls joined me, one with a LV bag, and the other Coach, to accompany my Burberry bag. At that, the dancers each grabbed one of our purses and ran off to the edge of the circle in a huddle, meanwhile the DJ's voice boomed over the mike, "Hey boys! We don't do that, at least not anymore...." They quickly returned our purses and joked they were only kidding. One of the dancers then proceeded to select a young teenage boy from the audience and instructed him to copy what one of the dancers was doing. He began with pushups on his knees, then regular pushups and then handstand pushups dropping down to his elbows. To his credit, the boy did a fairly good job, up until the last feat in which he required a little help holding his legs up in the air, however, in good sport, the dancer announced, "And your prize is those 3 young ladies over there!" (I swear his face turned beet red as a goofish grin began to sparead across his face). However they still weren't done.

For the grand finale, the dancers asked the four of us to bend down and touch our toes as one of the dancers took a run and succesfully leaped over atop of us. Very quietly, the dancers whispered in our ears that the DJ (who must've weighed over 300 lbs) would be pretending to leap next and we should run when they told us to run. Hahah! In the end, everyone had a good laugh, especially Charles who laughs everytime I get pulled onto a stage or singled out of a crowd.

To see a previous performance of what happened to me yesterday, click here.