Welcome to my new space.  Well mine, & I guess my human’s, new space.

Ordered the human to take this pic.

I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot on Sexy in Vancity, as I really am rather adorable.  I mean I am purrfect after all.  I just get a little cranky when Kittyn is around.  She has a tendency to stroke me the wrong way and make my hair stand up on end.  And the nerve to call herself ‘Kittyn’!!!  I mean really!  How can you possibly be so arrogant as to give yourself a name so fabulously feline when you’re a mere two-legger.

As far as two-leggers go, I have to admit I am rather fond of mine.  She’s not purrfect, like me, but then she’s not a cat. She can’t sit still for very long, forgets to serve me the bowls of icy cold milky stuff first, and has a tendency to go out gallivanting for ridiculously long stretches, as opposed to attending to all my needs, like a good human should.  She does, however, cuddle rather nicely, so I suppose I can overlook her short comings.

I am concerned about her writing as of late though.  She keeps writing about Vancouver events, radio shows and films and I really do find them to be rather a bore.  I am so much more worldly than that and I do want her to finish her book so that she keeps me well fed in the finest of feline cuisine along with the rather sumptuous tandoori chicken from the meat man down the road.  It is for these reasons that I feel that it is important for me to become her muse and start swatting her into action (I do, of course, mean literally). In this endeavor, I’m starting my own weekly column – Wiley Weekly Word.

This Week’s Word: Abscond

Abscond: To suddenly & secretly disappear, so as not to get caught. (ie. Think golden slobbering canine and an unwatched slab of meat)

‘My human tries to abscond with a bowl of icy cool milky stuff in the dead of night, but alas she lacks the prowess & stealth of the feline (rather she sounds a little like a clutsy elephant), so is none too secretive about her crime (because it is a crime to eat icy cool milky stuff without sharing it with the feline Goddess).’

6-leggeds abscond with the stocking (not likely in my house, as I rather fancy the crunchiness of 6-leggeds) Photo Absconded from Archie McPhee

FFR

Sexy in Vancity Radio

My good friend Kittyn has recently partnered up with former JuiceBox Radio host, Caroline MacGillivray, to launch a new radio show, Sexy in Vancity Radio.  Congratulations gals!!  Very exciting!!!

Former JuiceBox Radio producer and host, Caroline MacGillivray talks about all things sexy in Vancity. An entertaining, engaging and educational show airs on citr 101.9fm on Wednesday nights at 10pm PST.

So guess whose been asked to be a guest on the debut episode?  That’s right!  Lil’ old me!!!

Join Ms. MacGillivray as she chats up one of the original www.sexyinvancity.com girls, Emme Rogers. What does it mean to be Sexy In Vancity? Emme Rogers, dubbed by Vancouver Sun’s Gillian Shaw as “Vancouver’s Version of Carrie Bradshaw” chats to Caroline about life as a single girl in Vancity, social media and her new site www.emmerogers.com.

Quite excited about it as I’ve never guest starred on radio before.

Apparently other tangents might include:

• How to make to turn online time into face to face romantic time.
• How to save yourself from online addiction before it ruins your relationship.

Not sure that I have ever had online addiction ruin my relationships, but I love to talk and am rather opinionated, so I am sure I’ll find something to add to the conversation.

Don’t forget to tune into tonight.

Kisses,

Emme xoxo

• From the keyboard of Gillian Shaw
• The Musings of the Delightfully Crazy
• Peter sharing some buzz love
• Mention on Allthetop Filmmaking News
• And Gillian’s article hits USA Today
• Not to mention GlobalTV

Oh and in response to the buzz, Kittyn of Sexy in Vancity, just made me ‘Famous in Vancity‘.  Too funny!  Thanks Kittyn!  With the introduction of the new Sexy in Vancity Radio Show, ‘Sexy in Vancity Radio‘ this coming Wednesday (March 11th) at 10pm on 101.9 FM CITR, thinking your ‘Famous in Vancity’ too Kittyn.

Kisses to Gillian, Monica,  Peter & Kittyn!  You really are all such sexily delightful devils!

Emme xoxo

I know you’re all dying to know what I’ve been up to and I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you (or more aptly Fuzzywiggle Furrypants would and she doesn’t like getting her paws dirty).

Photo by Tris Hussey

In all seriousness, it’s time for some changes in my world – good changes – big changes. A little spring cleaning for the soul if you will.  Starting the year off with a fresh new space and a fresh new look.

What are these changes that I speak?

• Well for one, its time to finish the novel, ‘Single in the Suburbs’ that originally started me down this path.  And then get started with my Mom on it’s sequel, ‘My Mom, the Junkie’.
• Two, it’s time.  I feel ready.  For what?  Well, some gals would say ‘their Prince Charming’, for me it’s ‘My Snuggly Old Blankey’.
• Three. I’m striving for balance. I bit of a lofty goal I know, but if you don’t try, you’ll never succeed.

This new space is my journey to the above and it’s pages will be filled with the characters and settings that inspire me along the way, along with those heroes that do their best to catch me when I fall.  Because no matter how independent we are, every gal needs her heroes .

Photo by John Biehler

Speaking of heroes, I would be most remiss if I didn’t mention two, aside from my family, that have really helped to inspire this new space and clarify it’s direction.  An enormous thanks to Tris Hussey, you sexiest of devils, for the whisperings of WordPress themes and SEOs in my ear.  And a great big thanks to Jennifer Priest, who is coaching me on finding my path to fulfilling my dreams.  I’m finding my sessions with her to be incredibly inspirational, so I will share an account of my journey with her here.

For all the Sexy in Van City fans out there, no worries, it will continue with Kittyn.  So stay tuned as she puts her own cat spin on the site.  You can always get a blast from the past here too.  Just scroll through my ‘Little Black Book’ for  Sid’s, Sir von Ritter’s, Miss Roo’s and my old Sexy in Van City Posts.  They’re the ones dated February 2009 or earlier.

Love and Light (and as always Kisses),

Emme xoxo

If you don’t have plans for Valentines, you should check out the moonlit snowshoe tours at Cypress Mountain.  Kittyn and my dates there were positively steamy.

In case you haven’t guessed it, I am a bit of an outdoors girl and I love the snow.  So you couldn’t plan a more ideal date for me, than last night.  Tromping through the woods, headlamp off (in my case), watching young lovers steal a few kisses behind the trees, moon out (which apparently someone was howling too), and chocolaty, fruity goodness of a fondue in the warming hut.  Was totally in my element, as was my date.

Kittyn is a bit more of a city girl, but once she picked herself up from her first fall she looked like she was having a good time, as was ‘Savannah’.  The two were excellent partners in crime in sussing out any and all potential suitors on the hill, including my date.

The only thing that would have made the night better, would have been being on a real date with my mystery guy.  That said, ladies, Keith makes a damn fine date and is one heck of a good kisser.  Lovely soft lips.

Contemplating suggesting a cross-country ski adventure ending in a beer and some music at Hollyburn this coming Saturday with the mystery man.  Really wouldn’t be too shabby of a way to spend Valentines night.

Not an easy thing to do to decide on the perfect dates for Kittyn and I for tonight for our delightfully romantic winter date to Cypress Mountain.  I’ve wanted to go on the Chocolate Fondue Snowshoe Tour for so many years now that this is not a decision to be made lightly.  Also I have to say, theres been some damn sweet, most flattering and rather amusing Valentines.

So here are my thoughts:

Would love to take either Clive or Christian (@daubu), but they live too far away to make it here on time.

Adore my little Dose of Lunacy (@monicahamburg) and @saltybean, but they hate snow and I don’t want them ruining my love of snow (already I’m thinking of gagging Kittyn, at least until we arrive at Hollyburn Lodge).

Raul will always be my Valentine, but I may have to strangle him if he starts whispering ‘sweet Microsoft Vista nothings’ in my ear, so he’s out, as that would take away from the romance.

Tris, the Hussey, is a taken man and I want a bit of romance, so he’s out.

My ginger’s letters made me laugh, but call me weird (and many have), but I don’t find having my eyeballs plucked out with a spoon to be all that romantic and I want romance.

@ericaha is the perfect snow loving gal, but she confessed to me that she actually already has plans for this evening.  Should have known the good ones would go fast.

It is for my desire for romance that I’ve decided to make Keith my date.  His letter is the most romantic and I do have to admit that he’s a good kisser, plus he likes nibbling on my ears.

For Kittyn, I’ve decided that ‘Savannah’ would be the perfect date for her, as they are both brats and deserve each other.

Congrats Keith and ‘Savannah’!  Looking forward to discovering how the night unfolds!

Kisses,

Emme

Sadly not in Van City, because this Tweetie Pie is most lovable.  Thank you @daubu!

If I was violently anti-Valentines, I would send you a pretty Valentine with hearts, and bows, and undying expressions of lub.

Understand your anti-Valentine sentiments and perhaps I should clarify my Valentine thoughts.  I don’t think we should wait until one day of the year to tell people that we love them and then shower them will silly gifts, because you feel it is expected.  I feel everyday should be Valentines Day in the sense that you tell people you love them everyday and when you buy them a gift it is because you see something special for them and want to surprise them, not because you feel you have to.

A Tweetheart to Kittyn from @gingerbeer:

My cabbage, my turnip, my radish, my Kittyn.  Like a shaken beer, my love for you fills me with joyous froth.  Do you not realize that if life were a cracker, you would be the cheese?  Let me melt you.  My love is like my back lawn.  It just grows and grows.  It will never be cut down.  My lolling tongue laments its lack of use, my lolly.  Sheep are no match to your willy ways, my lambkins.  Even though they are pretty good.  Especially the Dorsets, though their wool is not as fine as your average Merino.  But of course with you I could dispense with the gum boots.  If you were the weety-bix I would be the milk.  Let me soak into you slowly.  I have rent open my feelings so that, however rudely they may be expressed, I have been left nakedly nude of any pretense otherwise.  Let us thrust our outpouring with tweets no more, my magnificent.

Love Ginger

xxxxx

Loving the fact that the ginger has compared Kittyn to a barnyard animal.  That makes me smile this morning, especially after having to deal with her diva moments last night of “What do you mean I need to wear long johns and snowpants!!!  That’s not a Kittyn look!”  All I can say is dear God, I don’t know what she thinks going for a moonlit snowshoe means, but for me – ‘romance, snow, fresh mountain air, invigorating, magic, and dress warmly’.  So thinking of taking three dates for me this morning and leaving Kittyn behind.

Kittyn – you know I wouldn’t do that, but dress warmly and no whining unless you want I snowball planted on those plump, red lips of yours.

A tweetheart from @ericaha to Lola May:

Love you Lola! You’ll always be my crazy Valentines that gets me into the wildest and most hilarious situations, exposing me to the adventure, whilst always keeping me safe from harm.  Can never truly express how glad I am to have you in my life.  You rock my world!

And it would appear that the hussey really gets around.  For Kittyn:

I am shocked and aghast that there were *no* Valentines for the sexiest Kittyn I know! This must be rectified right now…

Kittyn, I had such a hard time choosing who to send a Valentine to…You hold just a purrfectly special place in my heart. I would ensure that you, oh lovely and lithe feline goddess, would have warmed cream for your coffee and a warm spot to snuggle next to a fire. Only the best for you, scented candles, oils and and any treat that you desire… All this would be yours, if I were honoured with your attention.

Alas, like my adoration for Emme, it must be from afar. My OperaGal is my heart’s desire and she is whom I lavish affection upon..

Tris

Love seeing the ‘love’ spreading it’s snuggly hug all around!  And don’t worry about Miss Fuzzywiggle Furrypants. There’s plenty of love coming for her too.  Her four legged pals are just using the regular post – something about wanting to send their scent.

Well, I am pleased to say that to date, despite the yowling of Miss Fuzzywiggle and her Royal Majesty Queen Kittyn all of the love letters that have come in have been for little old me!!!!  Definitely feeling the love this Valentines, not that I don’t feel it everyday from my close friends, family and little Miss Fuzzywiggle Furrypants.

So here are the first few:

In the form of tweets from a couple of Van City’s sexiest gals and my female lovers -

@saltybean “I love you!”

@monicahamburg “I love you. I hate snow.”

Love the two of you too!!!  That said, I want a date that likes the snow, I know that neither one of you are that girl.  As for your unCanadian-like snow hating, I am thinking we could take that up in a therapy session.

Finally a bit of email love, from my whisperer of sweet SEO nothings:

Dear Emme,

Oh to be able to open an bottle of wine in front of the fire while we choose a new theme for SexyInVanCity. To linger over Ubuntu updates on matching netbooks and sit snuggled watching the downloads. But alas, I cannot be so lucky. For my heart has been claimed by another.

If our paths had crossed sooner, I’d be able to share chocolate dipped strawberries and champagne while we look for new adornments for our laptops.

Later we’d shop online to buy romantic things, find clever ecards, and sweet nothings.

If my heart were free I could send you DMs of how wonderful and sexy you are. How you are adored and loved, and yet I can’t.

I can only watch with jealousy the man who gets to share your company.

Oh to be your geek…

I am, however, the geek for a lovely operatic soprano who is my world.

The bittersweetness of it all…

Hot, damn hot.  Dangerous though, for the fear of an unrequanted love and how could a gal not fall in love with the whisperings of SEO nothings.

Hmmm….. what to do????  Any other contenders?  There is still time to get your letters in. Due to my schedule tomorrow (or today – looking at the time and early hour), I am actually extending entries to midnight tonight (Thursday) and then will announce the winner in the wee hours of Friday morning.

Meow – FFR here.

Hey Fuzzy ….ouch ….okay Fab Feline Royale it is then – just don’t swat my writing hands, these are what pay for your top of the market, gourmet kitty chow.  Okay everyone, ‘FFR’ wants you to know that all the hissing, yowling, spitting and scratching came from Kittyn, who apparently is having issues about being told she is no longer the top cat in these parts. My official statement, however, is one of gushing pride that my fuzzy, little child is so brilliant as to learn how to type and write English. OUCH…. okay, okay ‘FFR’, I will stop gushing, but there is NO WAY I am referring to you as the Master.

So we digress, our compromise, post cat fight from the two divas – is that it is now ‘Love Letter to the gals & Goddes… OUCH…..Okay ….’Love Letters to the Goddess & gals‘ …. and NO ‘FFR’, I am NOT putting ‘& gals’ in brackets.

To encourage you cats to write us cats loads of Valentines, we have a new contest announcement.  Cypress Mountain has given us four passes for the Chocolate Fondue Snowshoe Tour. Thanks Cypress! Apparently Lola & ‘FFR’ don’t do snow, so Kittyn & I are giving away two dates to two lucky Vancouverites to join us this coming Saturday night – February 7th.  Yes – apparently this is the only way we can get dates, we’re not dwelling on that though.

Hollyburn Lodge on Cypress Mountain

Photo by Todd Farrell

Heres how to win.  Write a love letter to any of us …..OUCH….. NO I am not saying to the Goddess – your not even coming on the date .. thats to any of us – the Goddess (see I mentioned you first). Kittyn, Lola or myself by Thursday noon.  We will then select our two favorite love letters to accompany us on the date.  We’ll announce this by midnight Thursday.

Send your love letters to: goddess@sexyinvancity.com, kittyn@sexyinvancity.com, lola@sexyinvancity.com or emme@sexyinvancity.com and we will post them. Alternatively you can send them via twitter, facebook or flickr (yes that means carefully selected photos will be considered love letters too).

Oh and ladies – you’re eligible too.  A Dose of Lunacy? Madame Strutt? Canadian Coal Girl?  You know you sexy things are just dying to go on a date with me – so get writing.

In case, you’re curious here are the details on the date you’d win:

What: Chocolate Fondue Snowshoe Tour at Cypress Mountain with Kittyn & Emme

When: Saturday February 7th, 2009 from 6:30 – 9:30 pm

Where: Cypress Mountain

From the Cypress Website: Experience a 1.5 hr snowshoe through the woods and glades of Hollyburn Plateau on your way to the warming hut.  First we’ll warm up from the inside with a mug of steaming hot chocolate or spiced apple cider.  Then enjoy a dessert of chocolate fondue with a variety of fruits and angel food cake; surrounded by romantic candle-light and soaking up the heat of a traditional wood-burning stove.