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Moving Mayhem

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Kinda can not believe it myself, I moved twice in the past year! I moved for different reasons both times. It does not matter what has prompted your need to change your living situation, when it is time it is time. Every once in a while the earth tilts under your feet and You have to shake things up. Sometimes the Universe will open doors, when these opportunities present themselves strike while the iron is hot but…

Things Can Get Messy!

Messy

Moving is a common life experience, it is often life changing and challenging! The Life changing part can be enough to make your head spin. Relationships can grow or die off, new jobs are offered to you in a new city, housing situations can turn out to be ‘different’ than advertised, stranger than strange room mates do happen, situations where the Land Lord suddenly ‘needs’ the space… If you have not encountered one of these moving or shaking experiences yet, be prepared, you are likely to deal with something of the sort in your lifetime of living on this planet.

That being said let me give you a hand up with your move, some assistance in containing the ‘Mess’.  Having moved twice in the span of 5 months I will assist you in this huge endeavor with my address updating checklist and some tips and hints for packing.

Cross Bridges

Packing should not seem a daunting chore… OK it is that, but it can be relieving too. Yeah I said relieving, just keep my tips in mind and make yourself a copy of the check list. You’ve got this!

Moving Tips & Hints

Tip 1. First and foremost give as much notice as possible. If the perfect place suddenly appears on your radar give as much notice as you possibly can(but expect trouble).

Tip 2. As you go through your stuff question when the last time you used that item was?? If it is not a sentimental momento (Which, why is this out? It should go in that box with all the ‘feels’ stuff), maybe its time consider re-homing it or donating said item? Now you literally have less to move to your next place.

Tip 3. Clean, wipe, dust or otherwise fix or mend items before you pack them to go to your new place. Unpacking sparkly fresh things that belong to you into your freshly cleaned (you vacuumed, swept, mopped, and wiped before you started bringing in the boxes to your new place cause your clever like that)

Tip 4. The Utility Bag; This is a reusable bag you stuff with all the tools and extra things you will need for moving day. The Utility Bag should include the following: Measuring Tape, Painters Tape, Magic Marker, Band-aids, Hand Sanitizer, Water Bottles, Snacks, Magic Erasers, Packing Tape, Small Jar of Wall Filler, Putty Knife, Ratchet Straps, and maybe Rope. Work gloves if ya got em.

Tip 5. Arrange Transportation for your materials ahead of time. If you are borrowing someones vehicle or they are driving you in their vehicle, be sure to check in with them the day before to make sure you are still booked in to do the move. Bring gas money, wash their windows, vacuum any crap out of their car that you spill. You know do the things you would want done for you 🙂

Tip 6. LABEL EVERYTHING ! That is what the Painters Tape and Magic Marker in the Utility Bag are for! Label all your boxes, go as far as to put the room it came from and then a short list of whats in the box, bag, trunk, moving apparatus. Your life will be easier when you wake up and can actually find the coffee and the press because you labeled the box.

Tip 7. Work room-by-room. That is to say, start in one room with ready made boxes and proceed to fill boxes and label them until that room is completely done. Leave behind last minute grab items like Hand Soap, and a Towel and Cleaning Supplies. You can grab these when you do your idiot check…

Tip 8. Do a lite clean, fill holes in walls, make the old place something you would want to move into. The next tenant will be grateful for your effort; and get this, the Land Lord is more likely to give you your damage deposit back!

Tip 9. Make a list of your things, especially if you share space with others. Knowing whats yours and being able to check off things so you don’t leave them behind may be the difference between you making fruit leather in the dehydrator at the new place or not.

Tip 10. Idiot Check. I am not implying you are an idiot, I would never do that, you are obviously smart as you are reading this article. An Idiot Check is that double check, last look around, opening all the cupboards and doors one last time tour of your living space. You will find that missing sock, the extra key to your bike lock, a note from your ex, and the hat you thought you lost 3 years ago. Check under the stairs, behind the dryer, in the garage, at the back of the shed. LOOK EVERYWHERE ! You will likely not be back to look again, so do it now!

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Phew! High Fives all around, YOU HAVE MOVED all your things to your happy new home and now you can just relax and unpack….ahhhhhhh!!

Wait just a minute here!

You are actually nowhere near done. Stop planning that dinner party next week, you have a tonne of people, branches, business, and departments to notify of your move. Believe me its better you do it now than let it slide till you can ‘Get around to it’. This is where the FRUGAL part of this post comes in.

You may not be aware but updating your address and information can save you hundreds or even thousands of dollars. What, How is that possible? If you do not stop some things like for instance your contract with your utility company they will just keep charging you, meanwhile you are unaware that hundreds of dollars in hydro is being racked up. So here is my must update post haste list to keep your pocket book in your… pocket.

Address Update List

  • Drivers License -You have 10 days from the date that you move to update
  • Health coverage – A list of all Health coverage providers by Province for Canada
  • Utilities -These Corporate Fat Cats like a lot of notice, around 2-3 months, be sure to check with your local provider for contact information and notice times.
  • Bank -Call your 1-800 Number, update on the app, or go right into the bank to update your information.
  • Work -Send an email to the head of HR, if you are a contract worker make sure you send the new information to everyone you want to continue to be employed with.
  • Telephone Provider -Call your provider and update, call back and confirm they updated it 😉
  • Friends & Family -A quick email will go a long way to staying in touch, and surprise mail from all over the world is a delightful treat!
  • CRA –Update Your address with the Government at My Account CRA
  • Previous Land Lord -You want any mail you might miss, and the damage deposit. It is integeral that you give your new address to your old Land Lord for legal purposes.
  • Work Safe/Employment Insurance/Welfare -Call to update, check your local area for contact information.

These are my hard errand tips and hints use them well this year of change and stay Fantastic and Frugal!

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I’ve had many more Frugal and Fantastic findings recently, check back soon for another adventure installment written by Jamie Learning!

Got Craft 2015

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It’s a bright morning, the temperature has been climbing, and Crafters are convening on the Maritime Labour Center on Triumph Street in Vancouver!
I raced down to the hall at top Honda Spree Scooter speed (50CC). Why would I race?? SWAG BAG!! There are only 50 available and you need to be early enough to get a genuine Swag Bag ticket 🙂

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Lucky Ticket for Swag Bag!

The Crowd is friendly instead of competitive. Beautiful conversations abound in the lobby while we wait for the clock to tick down to 10. Fast friends are made over paper cups filled with fresh coffee from JJ Bean up the street.

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10am finally came and two lines were formed to enter the hall; Regular Entry and SWAG Entry!

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Got Craft is running at The Maritime Labour Center on Triumph Street today from 10am to 5pm.

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This amalgamation of Hand Made treasures has everything; chocolates, hand worked leather, upcycled clothing, laser crafted jewellery, baby duds, knitt cowls, home grown herbs… Etc. Etc. Etc.

I’m out of breath! I could keep going but the pictures are even better than the descriptions:

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Lucky Cat Wave at Me!

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I am most definitely a Lucky Lucky Lucky Clover!

Was at Value Village yesterday thrifting for new stock to fill the shelves of the online stores ProfferedByCats and FoundInVan. I used to live by this particular VV Boutique in the depths of Burnaby and know that Wednesday is a full shelf morning. 🙂 Thrifting is amazing, it can reward you in so many ways!

I found a Waving Cat sleepily beckoning at the back of the knickknacks shelf. The lucky waving cat is also know as Maneki Neko, they beckon customers and money to your establishment, not to mention they look super cute whilst being lucky. No fur or stomach means this pet is allergen and mess free to boot!

The Maneki Neko was priced at $3.99 CAD and one stamp on your discount card at the Edmonds Value Village Thrift store location. The cashier wrapped the greasy, waving, little critter, claws and all, in one piece of newspaper and a plastic bag.

 

Maneki Neko

Maneki Neko

The new kitty, like many rescues was in need of a serious bath. Greasy with many duct tape marks, the cat went into the sink without a fuss. I gave it a good disinfecting wash with de-greaser, scrubbers, and tap water. Working from top to bottom I scrubbed a sharpie marker ‘W’ off the top of his head by the coin slot, carefully released grease from collar sparkles, and used a magic eraser on stubborn duct tape snot. On the bottom of the cat an obvious “Piggy Bank” style plug hole was missing its black rubberized stopper which most likely rotted and fell out long ago. next to the stopper hole there was still a small square of shiny grey duct tape on the bottom of the happy cat. I pulled the extra sticky square tape off the hole in the bottom of the now shiny Maneki-Neko…

Through the much smaller porcelain pour hole I saw a brown Canada Goose butt mooning me from the sink and went berserk!! That couldn’t be, Could it???!! GAH!!!

Lucky Cat  and a 1988 $100CAD Bank Note

Lucky Cat and a 1988 $100CAD Bank Note

My fingers are quite small, but even I could not get a digit inside to release the bill. Someone had carefully stuck it (and I mean attached with something sticky) into the left bottom paw of the hollow kitten. Luckily chopsticks abound in Vancouver and with some careful maneuvering a soggy 1988 Hundy Dolla Bill was my prize!!

1988 $100CAD Bill featuring Canada Geese

1988 $100CAD Bill featuring Canada Geese

 

OMG flying high on this find! The Geese and I are off to find the next big thing; Thrifting is amazing!

 

Will have some more Fantastic and Frugal posts coming out for you before the end of March, looking forward to Your next visit. 🙂

 

Jamie aka the Lucky Clover Leaf

 

Want the find but don’t quite have the time?? Maneki Neko are being lucky for you, listing their secret finds at ProfferedByCats on Etsy; this etsy store features cleverly curated vintage ware from all corners of the lower mainland.  If your more into modern era masterpieces have a look through the shelves at FoundInVan on eBay; from hats, to designer jewellery, to comic books, and car parts featuring a little something for everyone.

 

 

Syncope in my spare time…

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Every once in a while I encounter a life event that really shakes things up for me. This past week it was a visit to the Dermatologist, so without further ado, for Your Wacky Wednesday reading pleasure:

Syncope in my spare time…

I was a little bit nervous walking down Broadway to my Dermatologist appointment on a pea soup fog Tuesday morning in Vancouver. I was on my way to a Dorsal Nose Biopsy procedure, a red bump has been on the end of my nose for two years, the Doctor could not confirm from a visual exam whether it was cancerous or benign blood cell build up.

“It was nothing I could not handle”, I thought, as I stood feeling smaller than I already am, in the high ceilinged, medicated smelling, yet bright clean lobby of The Fairmont Medical Building. I pressed the button that would call one of the four large elevators to take me to the topmost floor. People began to wait in front of the elevators with me. When one of the wide double doors finally dinged loudly and opened people moved out of and into the elevator like blood gushing through a heart, smoothly and efficiently. I pressed the button for my floor first, many other floors were chosen. The ride seemed long, I was beginning to regret having drank coffee that morning. Finally the elevator let me out, I was the last passenger.

Fog over Vancouver from the Fairmont Medical bldg

Fog over Vancouver from the Fairmont Medical bldg

The Receptionist was on the phone when I arrived in the office; she finished quickly and greeted me with a smile… “You have a biopsy this morning, that’s an operation.” Stated the Nurse, “You need to sign this waiver and this is your after care sheet.” Since I was having a Dermal Biopsy: Shaving my Dorsal Nose after application of a local anesthetic; I would have to sign a waiver. I read it over and it seemed legit, nothing out of the ordinary, like many other medical and dental waivers before it; I signed. The receptionist took the waiver back and handed me the “Biopsy Care Instruction” sheet. Then she asked if I wanted to book my Pathology Review appointment, seemed like a good idea to get that out of the way so we made the date for two weeks from the biopsy and as I was trying to get all the details put into the calendar on my phone the receptionist requested I sit down. This was not the first encounter at this dermatologist’s office that was, how shall I say… “lacking bed-side manner”, so brushed it off and sat down.

Staring me right in the face was a big blue bathroom key! Perfect, with 10 minutes before my appointment time there was no chance of me holding anyone up by taking a bathroom break. I took the key, this old building has one washroom per floor, each floor is a mens or ladies washroom, I went down a flight of stairs and made it back up to reception. I picked up a tell-all celeb newspaper (they were the only thing available) not my usual read from the table. I had just started reading about the plight of Bill Cosby when my name was quietly spoken into the waiting room.

I followed the, also tiny, receptionist down the hall and into a small examination room with a normally stunning view that was now coated in a thick pea soup style fog. She asked me to have a seat and get comfortable.

Biopsy tools on rolling tray

Biopsy tools on rolling tray

 

There was a rolling tray in front of me with a needle, swabs, and petroleum jelly dab on it. On the storage desk was another tray that held a scapula, a specimen container, spray alcohol, and a vial of what I assumed to be local anesthetic (I never looked at the label, should have though, should have!). As I waited for the doctor I did some calming meditation and breathing techniques. When it was almost ten minutes past my appointment time I snapped some photos and started texting people to distract myself.

*Knock-Knock* the Dermatologist entered and asked me how I was; I replied that I was well. I asked if he was having a busy day. It seemed a pertinent question, seeing as how it was now 20 minutes past my appointment time. He replied with an unfaltering “No”. With that I decided I would just be quiet instead of trying to make congenial small talk. I leaned back in my chair and relaxed any muscles I could feel tensing from the impersonal interaction.

Biopsy preperation

Biopsy preperation

The doctor busied himself with setting up his work station, arranging things carefully on the wheeled tray in the middle of the room. He put on his gloves with two snaps and turned to me, “Are you comfortable in that chair?” he asked rather matter-of-factly. “Yes…” I replied. And that was that, I would sit in the chair for the biopsy, I thought to myself how reassuring that was, just gonna stay sitting upright in a chair. This should be a piece of cake then, nothing to worry about. The doctor unfolded a large white operating cloth and wrapped it around me from the neck down similar to a hairdressers cape but with much less finesse. I breathed and relaxed, closing my eyes as I heard the Doctor filling the needle with anesthesia.

“Just lean your head back against the wall, please.” And at the Doctors request I did, “Keep your eyes closed.” A huge hand came down on the top of my head, I imagine this is what it feels like to be a baseball in a catcher’s glove. Next thing my nose was in his one hand and he was saying, “On the count of three I will give the injection…1…2…3. The cold needle tip went into my noose and I could feel the temperature in my face drop, similar to when you step out of the house into minus forty wind chill. The Doctor was saying something I didn’t quite catch about another injection. The needle felt bigger, colder, more painful than the first. When I felt the needle enter the end of my nose a second time I became very cold, was it just me or was it starting to get darker outside. Fog sure is rolling in hard today…

I was lost! It was so dark, I could tell there was light outside(?); but it was warm and dark like the depths of a mountain cave, where I was. I tried to move, couldn’t feel my limbs, I could not really feel anything. The only thing in the depths with me was the ultra slow beating of my struggling to pump heart. I almost panicked in this dark place; instead of giving in to my creeping fear I concentrated on the beating of my heart, attempting to affect my breathing to supply the little muscle with more oxygen. My breathing did not change, I ignored that horrific fact and continued to concentrate on my heart beat. Eons swept by in the slow pulsing beats, I was counting the beats in and out….9….10…

Suddenly out of nowhere it seemed I felt a great pressure of force coming down on me, almost a sucking down effect experienced while stepping into a sink hole. I could feel the whole weight of the world drenched in a thick fog slamming down on my shoulders… no wait, it was just one shoulder being weighed down. Whose freaking hand is that!!! This time the wave of panic would be subsided, my body convulsed and my arms and legs flailed as I tried to comprehend where I was and who the hell was holding me down. Dim, grey, foggy, light broke into my eyes and an unfamiliar scene was laid out before me. Dingy small operating room??!! Tray with scalpel, sample vial, and needle!!??? Where Am I??? Why am I alone….Im not alone… Who the hell is that guy???!!?!?! I wanted to scream but could not, my muscles were moving of their own volition, I had no physical control over this situation. Tears began to stream down my face, it was the only thing I could do. I cried because I could, My body overheated immediately and a cold drenching sweat covered me entirely adding to the waterworks.

The Doctor said nothing, his large mitt of a hand was a lead weight on my shoulder while I convulsed and panicked. Time had picked up considerably from the molasses pace it had just been when I could not comprehend my surroundings. It seemed like hours to me before an unemotional voice informed me that I was “going to be fine.” The huge hand moved to my forehead pressing my skull into the wall, something flashed in the other hand and I instinctively closed my eyes. The pain was like ice running into my veins, my limbs began to flop around again as the hand on my head returned to its perch on my shoulder. My eyes remained scrunched closed as tightly as I could; little annoyed noises escaped my lips as I gulped at air to fill my lungs, calming my shocked body. I could feel the Doctor moving around but decided it was wholly unnecessary for me to watch him put part of my flesh into a glass bottle. Sweat poured off of me like the cascades of the Horseshoe falls as the doctor walked through a pocket door inset in the wall behind me.

“I’m going to lance your nose.” Came the Doctors, again, very matter-of-fact statement. I opened my eyes for a second and regretted it immediately. A large white wand with what looked like a soldering iron tip on one end and a power cord on the other was coming down from the sky towards my face. My eyes fluttered, I jolted under the weight of the doctors heavy hand as the cauterizing machine seared what appeared from my viewpoint to be a crater on the end of my nose. Sizzling, popping, and smoke (a cloud of smoke billowed from the tip of my nose) filled the tiny room and made my stomach heave like the waters along the seawall. There is no smell more sickening in the world than the scent of your own flesh cooking, this was not the first time I have had the chance to smell this but I sure hope it was the last. I could feel the Dermatologist passing off the wand. The pocket door vibrated the wall behind me as it was pulled closed on its track once more.

Finally the C clamp clench of the hand on my shoulder released, I was in the Dermatologists office, the procedure was over, now coherent and drenched in my own sweat I sat shivering and gulping shaken severely by the whole experience. The doctor looked at me with a strangely blank expression as he painfully pressed ointment and then a dot of an adhesive strip onto my nose, “Your going to walk over here and lay down on the table.” The hand returned to my side and gripped my arm like it was a walking cane. Struggling up out of the chair I literally dragged myself the 3 steps across the room to the table and almost tripped as my leg would not raise to the level of the step that would help me reach the tables level. The hand squished tightly on my arm and cut off blood circulation as I wobbled and righted myself. “Sit down and swing your legs out to the end of the table, then lean back and lay down… NURSE!” As soon as my legs were up the blood was restored to my released arm as the Dermatologist stepped over to the desk and fiddled with the sample and papers in my file.

The nurse entered and the Doctor barked his instructions at her as if I was no longer there in the room, “She’s had a Vasovagal reaction, I’ll need you to watch her for a couple minutes while she recovers.” The nurse nodded yes and sat quietly, I looked at her and the doctor. I was cycling between sweating profusely and shivering, what the heck had happened? No one said anything to me.

For the next ten minutes the Dermatologist stood in the room with both of us, all in silence(well except for my whimpers), while he finished up his paper work. The Doctor then turned to the nurse without saying a word to me and said, “I think that’s fine now, you can go back to your desk.” She replied a quiet yes and left the room.

“Stay laying down until I come back and tell you, you can go.”  I mumbled my compliance with this request as I marveled at how odd and cold my face felt when I spoke. The pocket door to the hall way on the tiny office was slide closed behind the Doctor, I was all alone. Tears streamed down my face as I wondered what a ‘Vasovagal Reaction’ was, my mind is not so great at memory so I was attempting to burn this strange term into my memory. What is a VasoVagal response? Why would the Doctor not inform me as to what had just happened. I thought back to the waiver I had signed and the section  on allergic responses… well I had been warned I suppose, though not in much detail. My mind raced with possibilities of what could have possibly happened. A knock on the pocket door, signaled the Doctors re-entry “Just leave the sheet on the exam table, You can go now.”

“Thank You.” I quietly and confusedly mumbled. I was Thankful it was over. I rolled myself off the tall exam table and fought my coat over my sweat chilled arms. I trudged out of the exam room, down the hall, and avoiding all looks from the patients in the waiting area I slipped out the office door. In front of the elevator bank for this floor just a couple steps down the hall were two wide benches. I slumped down onto the bench pressing my back against the cool wall, taking deep cool gulping breaths.

That is what it felt like to me to have a syncope vasovagal response.

To see the scientific explanation of  a Vasovagal Response please see the link below:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vasovagal_response

 

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Festival of Lupercalia… or the True Feast of Saint Valentines

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Many Glad Tidings of Lupercalia to You and Yours!  ❤
#Lupercalia is the ancient Roman fertility and city cleansing holiday that #ValentinesDay, created by the church, has forever been trying to overshadow and cover up.

Feast Of Lupercalia

Feast Of Lupercalia

What is this strange and ancient festival you have never heard of??
Well during the Festival of Lupercalia which lasts from February 13-15th, events happen that are said to cleanse the city of evil spirits and help bolster fertility in the coming year. These events are in celebration of Wolf deities, possibly Romulus and Remus. There were two stages to the events:

“(1) The first was at the site where the twins Romulus and Remus were said to have been found being suckled by the she-wolf. This is the Lupercal. There priests sacrificed a goat and a dog whose blood they smeared on the foreheads of the young men who would soon go prancing naked around the Palatine (or sacred way) — aka the Luperci. The hide of the sacrificial animals was but into strips for use as lashes by the Luperci after the necessary feasts and drinking. (2) Following the feast, the second stage began, with the Luperci running around naked, joking, and hitting women with their goatskin thongs.” –http://ancienthistory.about.com/od/socialcustomsdailylife/a/010908Lupercal_3.htm

This is an inexpensive way to celebrate the Holiday with all your Family & Friends without having to resort to the commercialization of  the #ValentinesMonster 🙂

Goats = Fertility
Hitting/Lashing = Implied Penetration
Running Around Naked/Drunk/Oiled = Scaring Bad Spirits Away

If your having a cold depressing February turn up the heat, get naked, slather on some lotion, get drunk, and scare your Neighbors with Love…

I know I will be  😉

Love,

Jamie

Flipp over the Savings

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Flipp

Flipp is a local Flyer reading app

On average, flyer readers save 40% more on their weekly shopping.

Being a savvy shopper is one of the simplest ways to save money. Spending 20 minutes going over the flyers for your big ticket grocery items can net you an extra $50/week for… whatever your beautiful lil heart desires!

In Vancouver it rains, it rains a lot. Paper flyers do not make it to your door alive, just a pile of wet mush staring at you from the porch mat. I have relatives across the country that can not even locate their flyers; possibly lost under snow drifts or long ago blown down icy sidewalks. Not to worry though Flipp is hard at work saving trees and your hard earned dollars.out of

Flipp gives you local flyers and can keep track of your favorite stores to shop at. The app reminds you when new flyers are available, allows you to “clip” items to create a shopping list, and best of all you can search ALL THE FLYERS for a single item instead of thumbing through every flyer listed. Talk about saving your valuable time! Need to price match on the go?? Flipp !!

Flipp is my February gift to you, and for the cherry on top (Valentines day is just around the corner after all) I’ll let you in on a very poorly kept secret: TARGET CANADA IS GOING OUT OF BUSINESS!! LIQUIDATION SALE!! (keep expectations low, Target is not known for their sale prices)

Toilet Humor….. It’s a #$@& Chute!

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Almost every week I take my Thursday Morning Coffee with my Flyers perusing the ads for the best deals on every day house hold needs. One item in particular that seems to make a regular movement onto my list is Toilet Paper. Yes that household staple, unlike any other supply, it can lead to a detrimental situation if you run out.

Toilet Paper

Toilet Paper the always needed commodity

I read paper flyers when I happen to pick them up before they are soggy with Vancouver rain. I always have a chance to look through the also always dry digital flyers by email and some useful apps that I will share with you later in this post. I price compare through out the week at stores I visit while searching for other items on my shopping list, always on the look out for hidden T.P. deals. I do all the foot work to find THE Most Paper for Your Paper when it comes to Toilet Paper products in Vancouver proper. Sometimes I will even travel outside of my TransLink assigned Zone during those Magical Transit Hours (1 Fare Price for ALL Zones Weekdays after 6:30pm, and SAT/SUN) to get a crazy deal on the white stuff.

Sounds Crazy you say?? I say Crazy beneficial for YOU! Every Thursday You can check back with Fantastic Frugal to get your fix: The Best Deal on Toilet Paper, Where to get it, and what the Competition has going on.

Here is this weeks T.P. Price Roll , in order by least amount of your Frugal dollars spent and most Fantastic type of Toilet Paper …

Toilet Paper Price Roll

  1.  $9.48 for 24 Double Rolls of Royale Velour at Walmart
  2. $4.99 for 12 Double Rolls of Cashmere Ultra at Shoppers Drug Mart
  3. $10 for 24 Double Rolls of Purex  at Extra Foods
  4. $3.99 for 8 Double Rolls of Royals Velour at Rexall
  5. $9.99 for 20 Double Rolls of Cottenelle Ultra at Save-On-Foods

These Prices were all acquired using Flipp, this app is available through Apple and Android bringing local flyers directly to your device. I use this app almost daily and highly recommend Flipp for price comparisons and creating shopping lists, it has many features that I can’t even begin to blather on about.

Please check back next week on Thursday, stay Fantastic and Frugal!

Jamie

Growth happens, Make sure you have room…

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 Corn Palm Plant RescueCorn_Palm_Root_Bound
Root bound Palm Corn Plant found in  neighborhood back alley.
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The pot that held the pot the root ball of the Corn Palm was prisoner in.

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Here is the bottom Cut off the pot. The Corn Palm still would not come out of the pot, the roots had grown in tight against the plastic as there was no where else to go.

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Scoring the outside of the plastic pot. A plastic pot that is to small can kill a plant of this size, roots need room to expand. With no room to expand the foliage will also die off, as is evident from the sparse leaves present at the top of this cane.

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Corn Palm Plants should be replanted every 2-3 years in a larger pot with fresh well draining soil. I add sand and some wood bits to mine to simulate tropical forest floor soil.
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Add more dirt around the root ball, and a planter dolly to the huge pot: VOILA! Happy to be re-potted I’m sure! This Corn Palm is the newest member of the household standing 4′ tall in its new pot

Thanksgiving is literally around the corner…

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Have you purchased your Turkey yet?

STOP!

Maybe this year you don’t have to spend any of your hard earned money on that expensive bird. This year all the extra cash you have can be put into side dishes to flank your foul, like fancy candied yams, peas in minted cream sauce, and walnut cranberry stuffing!
Save-On-Foods is offering an amazing deal for those of you who have been toiling away at your More Rewards points: a whole FREE TURKEY!

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Only 10000 points, its an up to 7kg(15lbs) Turkey!!

The sale starts Friday October 3rd till Sunday October 5, while supplies last.

To me “While Supplies Last” means get there early in the day,  like before work right when they open(stash that Turkey in the freezer in the lunch room and be the envy of your coworkers) or get your friend/relative that’s free to go early for best selection.

Stores open at 6am 😀

Shared from Flipp in the Save-On-Foods flyer http://share.flipp.com/flipp/items/45083321/share

Deals to be had… Every Day of the Week!

Edible <3, Fantastic Frugal, Savings <3

BuyLow_Sign I was scootering past Buy-Low Foods and noticed these awesome deals, so I stopped in to check them out for you. This particular Buy-Low store is best to shop at during off hours if you can make it during mid morning or mid afternoon. My Check Out Clerk informed me that it is a bit of a mad-house on the weekends given the popularity of the deals!

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To me crazy deals mean:

  • Get a coffee before attempting to enter the grocery store
  • Take a list marked with sale items you want to achieve
  • Be prepared to wait, as in you don’t need to be anywhere for the next half hour to forty five minutes
  • Chat with people in line, we are all in the business of finding the deals ❤

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Buy-Low Foods

370 E Broadway
Vancouver, BC V5T 4G5
(604) 872-5776