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Secret outtake from Star Wars

Do or do not. There is no try. Do or do not. There is no try. DO OR DO NOT!

Do or do not. There is no try. DO OR D.....

Yay, at last! Here's me not paying attention in the Jedi Council. Oops. "Maya, light sabre a toy is not." Sorry Yoda, but I think you're wrong.

Arctic Freeze
woweee, that was cold.... for Vancouver!
We just got hit by a load of Arctic air, which slipped down the Rockies to bring us really cold (for Vancouver) temperatures. It snowed a load about 30 cm and everything looked great. That was a week and a half ago and we still have loads of snow outside. Check out the whopping icicles hanging from our gutter. The longest one was longer than me!!!

Papa had quite an amazing commute when it had finished snowing and the sun came out.

..he also asked if I would show this view from his desk at work. He calls it his 'gloato' -lame I know, but I must humour him. Having said that, I've been there and on a good day, it is quite cool, but most of the time it is raining so you cannot see the mountains. On those days, it is still cool to see all the float planes coming in to land just behind the tall building on the left of the 'gloato'.
Anyway, this blog is meant to be about me. So here I am

----tootle-pip for now. Maya D~T

Introducing the baddest gaming sensation from the mean streets of Blog...

Featuring...

MAYA

BIO

BORN: To sleep... er on the East side. Yo.

FIGHTING STYLE: Hot

SPECIAL MOVE: Don't get flamed by Maya and her Maya-Fire special attack!

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AMORI
BIO
BORN: In the urban jungle.
FIGHTING STYLE: Lightning Fast

SPECIAL MOVE: Watch out for Amori's electric lightning-hair. Electrifying!
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....let baby battle commence!!!!!

Ouch. That must burn.

...lightning comeback Amori.

Tita Jules, LingLing, bling and tings

We had Tita Jules and LolaLingLing come to stay, which was wonderful. I dressed up in my best togs and got Mama and Papa to take me to the aeroport to meet them. Papa was keen to take this photo on the curbside. Something about getting all his babies in one shot??? I have found one draw back of being a baby is while your bum is in fact quite scrawny, it always looks big in a nappy. Fortunately, I am one of the luckiest nieces in western Canada, as Tita Jules brought me these hip yoga pants from bling baby. They sparkle especially well under dichroic lamps and hey who cares how big your butt is when it looks this good...Ker-ching bling ting. I think so!!! In fact my wardrobe grew nearly as fast as me during their stay with the lovely E-J sending some very chic threads. I've not yet met E-J, but I do know she is lovely because she already sent me my first real (but fake) fur coat... well waistcoat. I'm not quite yet big enough to do it full justice, but very nearly am. Maybe I'll wear it when I go to stay with Lola Mila. We have been making plans over the phone... see you soon LolaMila.

Luckily Tita Jules and LolaLingLing got to meet my friend Amori before she swanned off with her Mummy to a tropical island to get out of the cold rain. She was off to see family and friends in the land of papaya and maya. Yay. I hope she comes back soon. Here we are having a bon voyage group hug.

I must have tried on four hundred and twenty seven outfits or more that day. Trying on new clothes does get tiring and when some of those clothes are designed for extreme sleep comfort... well what can you do? ...It's ok, I was born for this kind of stuff. As you can probably tell by now, LolaLingLing and I bonded well, so well that we sent the olds out for the night. Ha ha ha ha, guess what? Yep that's right they went to Guu Otokame!!!

..look no Maya!!! Scandalous.
Aaaah that's better and with my first bath-time mohican... a distinct improvement on Oliver Hardy and I love this one too.
As you can imagine we were all sad to say goodbye, but it's not long until we see each other again.

Smiling Missy Maya d-t

Sashimi Baby

I just wanted to add some extra notes about Halloween because I thought this was great. Someone at Papa's work suggested they dress me in black (urban baby, non?) and stuff two pairs of his black footy socks and pin them to my body and make me into a spider. How coooooool is that?

Well this got us going and on top of the Oliver Hardy -stupid- fancy dress, we came up with this well sick one:
...Mama was not amused. ooops.

Maya D-T,

Trick or Treat

It was treat time for me on Halloween, as Tito Rene and Tita Lara came over dressed as a British Bobby and witch, respectively.

They brought my new b.f.: Frankie. He's only a helium balloon, but he's mine and I like to hang with him. Well maybe I just lie there and gorm up at him with dribble running down the side of my cheeks while he just hangs there waiting for the heating to start blowing air at him again.

We had quite a few trick-or-treaters and the old folks made a couple of scary pumpkins and put up ghosts, ghouls and spiders to try and scare the kids. Not a chance! Every single one of them, including the teenagers, had one single thing on their mind: treats. Daddy says next year he's going to wear his ubiquitous gold silk dressing gown and be Hugh Hefner - this is the same item previously featuring as Dracula, Gengis Khan and Dorian Gray. Hmm not sure how well that will be received as he answers the door to young children offering them 'treats'. Hopefully he will have forgotten by then.

Speaking of dressing up, this was Dad's idea of humour! Apparently I look like Oliver Hardy! Just to be sure, my own father, made a little square moustache for me! My own father!!!!!!!!!

...oops no that is Oliver Hardy. This is me:I was speechless too! Thanks Dad! You'll be hearing from my lawyers just as soon as I am old enough. grrr

From now on, any costumes will HAVE to be approved by me first.

signing out,

Missy Maya DT

My toys

I have been given some pretty amazing presents in my 7 week long life. I have received a large collection of clothes, toys and books. I even received some feisty bottles of liquor!!! You'll be relieved to hear I donated them to Daddy's drink cabinet as I am still almost two decades shy of legally being allowed to drink'em. I am not quite up to speed with the books, but they look great and I promise to get stuck in just as soon as I am taught how to read.

So in the meantime that means I get to enjoy my clothes and toys. I am growing so fast that many of my clothes are already too small... months before they should. I am growing so fast that I have outgrown several wardrobes already. Never mind last season, try last week's stuff. Yikes!

Fortnuately I am starting to get the most out of my toys. .

Here I am with Derek the educational Dolphin. If you squeeze him right, he squeeks and ribbons shoot out from his blow hole ...

...the little one is Daphne, Derek the educational Dolphin's daughter. If you squeeze her right she squeaks in a higher pitch than Derek; a hilarious symphony of discord. The wince on Mama's face gets a smile from me every time!!

then there is Brian the humble bumble bee and...

...here I am moving and motivating with Maureen the motivational monkey..

...and with a whole big group of us.

As you can see, I am really starting to bond with my toys. Probably my favourite right now is Frankie Frankenstein the helium balloon. Limitless hours of untold fascination. seizures laters.

Missy Maya D to the T

How Guud is this?

Once again, the olds dragged me out in my slumber to the legendary Guu Otokame. The bestest izakaya joint in town... supposedly. Whether this is true or not is up to you to decide for yourself, but the restaurant did manage to convert my non-believer Granny G'Ann'T. I think she actually enjoyed it. As usual I was shoved in the corner in my car seat. Hmmm not sure about that. I suppose it is to be expected while I still have no teeth and no etiquette training.

However, I did manage to get myself some grub too; thanks Mama. mmmmmmmmmmmm... but mostly I kept schtum -"a kid should be seen and not heard!"- and bided my time with just a couple of yelps and squirms. Guys you owe me big time!!

...back at the ranch and it was all cuddles (and food time)...

and washed down with Papa's galactically gigantic gin and tonics...

...well fancy that! guzzzling a giant G and T with Granny G'Ann'T. Look at that! It's half the size of Granny. Unfortunately, Granny G'Ann'T had to go back home. ho hum. I'll see her at Christmas too. In the meantime, my aim is to stay cool...

...my future's so bright, I gotta wear Daddy's shades.

yeah man. Peace.

the

Lady Maya D-T

Make Mine a G' ann 'T

No sooner did Lola Mila leave than Granny G'n'T arrived. How cool to be the baby baton in the grandmother relay race? I hope it never ends. Here is where I met Granny G'n'T for the first time.Yesterday we woke up, the sun was shining, the cats were whining, Steve and Joanne -loverbird hosts of the wine oysters in the sky party- came over with their nuclear fallout hangovers so we had Daddy's world famous bacsilog to try and cure them. My Daddy has such healing hands and a big frying pan.

Afterwards everyone felt so fat they decided to take me out for a spin in ma wheels. We hit G-g-g-g-g-g-Granville Island and swung round to Vanier Park. Here's Mama and Granny G'n'T pushing me onwards at the end of False Creek. That's Burrard Bridge in the background.As we walked we saw a crowd gathered round a tree. They didn't have Birkenstocks or beards, nor were they hugging anything, so we figured something must be up. Sure enough up in the tree was a pair of bald eagles just hanging about pruning and preening themselves; hustling their crowd of onlookers. Papa got quite a good photo of one of them.
... that was great, but Papa says we have lots of bald eagles around town, especially down by the trees near the beach. So after that we went home...

...and tucked into some real G and T!!! Well I didn't, obviously. But they, the oldies and the golden oldies, did. In fact they had so much Number 10 is more like number 5 now.

Wow! You should have heard them snoring that load off. Except MamaSam and me, of course.

Time for bed again so I must sign off....

...may your limes be juicy and your tonic water fizzy.

bye for now, Missy Maya D-T

Lola Mila

As you may or may not know, my Lola was staying with us for a bit. I don't know how long it was exactly, as I'm not very good at judging the concept of time yet. I just know it was long enough for us to bond really well. Here is my Lola Mila and me chatting on the sofa..

...and chilling on the sofa...

...and of course sleeping sometimes.We did loads of other things too, like eating at fine restaurants, walking to fine restaurants, bathing after being at fine restaurants, a little bit of shopping and even a party or two.

We enjoyed being with each other so much we hatched a plan for us run away to the UK. I don't know if you remember, but it was so cunning, you could pin a tail on it and call it a fox. Somehow Mummy and Daddy must have found out about Lola Mila's plan as they came with us to the aeroport to scupper any chance of sneaking off. I think Lola forgot the bottles of milk too.

Ho hum, so it didn't work out this time, but there is always next time.

It was sad saying goodbye to Lola, but I'll get to see her soon at Christmas when the folks take me to Blighty to see my cousins. Maybe we can plot something then.

thanks for coming to stay Lola. I love you,

YYYYY MAYA D-T YYYYY

Leaping Prawns and Leprechauns

Here in Vancouver, there are many peoples from around the world, especially Asia. The oceans around here are abundant with seafood and fresh Alberta beef is just four mountain ranges away. This combination makes for some great dining, be it steak oscar, Izakaya, Korean BBQ, big BC burgers, super fresh sushi and sashimi, fifty-five flavours of Pho or 101 PinPin pork dishes....

...oooooooooooooohh I can't wait to get me teef. So it was the olds took us all to Guu Otokame, a cool Izakaya joint in touristy Gastown. It was Tita Linda's birthday and Lola Mila's treat; but everyone enjoyed it. Apparently it is the black cod that it is to die for. The greedies (me not included) ordered it at least 78 times. The seared sashimi salad was obviously another hit. Can you believe it they even had prawns that were so raw they leapt about on the plate, nearly? wow.In fact, Lola Mila loved it so much we went to Guu with Garlic the next week with Amori and her folks. Amori took this wicked photo of us all watching the leaping prawn; honest. Ok so the greedy olds were just ordering more fud.

You may have suspected already, but I think the leaping prawns must have given Daddy an idea or something. First Mama dressed me up, then Papa decides I looked like a leprechaun. As you all know, he full of 'interesting' ideas. Actually I just think he's as daft as a stoned monkey. Anyways, this is cute; apparently......Give me strength. I guess you can't always pick your parents!!!!

Thanks Louie for me tag. Gotta go now...
..yeah..