Tag Archives: Patrick Dempsey

Oh. My. McDreamy.

I did what you told me moms, I envisioned it, I dreamed it, I pictured it real hard, and you know what, it actually worked. Me and McDreamy. Ahhhh sigh.

The day before the Levi Leipheimer Gran Fondo, Mario and I headed into Santa Rosa to pick up his race packet at the Finley Centre and to explore the expo. While Mario had his eyes peeled for cycling deals and cycling treats, I had mine peeled for dreamy cyclists 😀

Found me a team truck, now all I needed was to find me a Levi.

There wasn’t a whole heck of a lot going on for either of us. We were in and out of the registration area in less than an hour. Feeling a little disappointed (more so on my end) we headed for the exits. On the way out, Mario caught a sign telling us that Levi would be back at 3 meeting people and signing whatever they wanted him to sign. The thing is, I’m not so huge on standing in lines, I’d much prefer the meeting of the sexy cyclists to be more happenstance than staged you know, but for my husband I would suffer that line 😉

Back at the Finley Centre a couple hours later, we joined the line. I could see the tip of Levi’s hat and could feel the butterflies in my belly gathering. For six years, I’ve watched this man (along with Lance and my dear sweet Andy, and Mark Cavendish, Oh. My. Mark) climb mountains, pedal across beautiful terrain, speed into the finish, even break limbs. And as many of you know, I’ve grown rather, uhm, fond of a few of them. (See above) And while I’ve watched them for years, and got passed by Mark Cavendish after his pee test at the Giro D’Italia a few years ago, Levi would be the first one I ever got up close and personal with. Hello butterflies.

But before we could even move three steps ahead, Mario started nudging my arm. A blossom of chocolate brown with sprinkles of salt had just filled his eyes. Hey! Hey! Hey! he whisper shouted. I turned my head. Is that Patrick Dempsey? The guy’s back was turned. All we could see were those unmistakable dark, bushy curls sticking out from under his bike helmet and his red and white specialized jersey. A guy and two girls were circling him, no one else. I craned my head, focused my eyes, OH. MY. McDREAMY. And I was off.

Do you see that? His hand, on my back. Heaven!

After my McDreamy drool fest, we were back in the line for Levi. A couple of the people ahead of us had asked him to take his sunglasses off for their pictures, but I was not going to be quite so demanding. Oh no.

See, I find Levi way more sexy with his sunglasses on rather than off. So when I got up to him, and he started taking them off, I said, Oh you don’t need to take those off, you can leave them on, I don’t mind. Well, then he goes on to tell me about how his eyes are soooooo blue and that they’re super sensitive to the light, and so he had to have his sunglasses on earlier when the light was stronger otherwise he’d be squinting for photos, but that it was okay for him to take them off now, and that he would do that just for me. Well crud, what the heck was I supposed to say after that? “Uh, actually Mr. Levi, I think you’re kinda way sexier with them on, so do you mind putting them back on?” Nope, couldn’t do it.

His eyes really are quite a spectacular blue, I got me a close-up view 😀

And wouldn’t you know it, after McDreamy and McBlueeyes, I was so flustered, with shaking hands and a rapidly contracting heart, I almost didn’t even notice I was in the vicinity of even more super celebs: Linus, Snoopy, Lucy, Charlie Brown and the rest of the Peanuts gang.

Peanuts creator Charles M. Schulz lived the last 30 years of his life in Santa Rosa, where now there’s a Charlie Brown Museum and Research Centre.


  • 8:30 p.m. BG before: 5.6 (two biscuits, no bolus)
  • Temp. basal: -100 per cent (1 hour)
  • Time: 45 minutes (episode of Grey’s Anatomy)
  • 9:30 p.m. BG after: 6.2
  • Temp. basal: +50 per cent (1 hour)

Do you have a favourite Peanuts character? Mine’s Linus … what can I say, I was a major thumb sucker 😀

Leaving on a jet plane

When going on holidays, how many shoes are too many shoes? Given the look on Mario’s face when he saw my entire wardrobe strewn on my bed and my many shoes lining the outskirts of my bed, I’m guessing he’d say two. I say four … okay maybe five 😉

Tomorrow morning Mario and I will be boarding a plane for San Francisco where we will then be renting a car to take us to Sonoma County, where we will be embarking upon a week of wine tasting, Lance Armstrong stalking, and Mario cheering festivities.

Some of you may recall, for Mario’s birthday back in January, I had registered him for the Levi Leipheimer Gran Fondo, which is 103 miles, 160 km – the most he’s ever ridden – through Sonoma County. Now, I’ll be honest, while I looked like a super amazing wife at the time (and I totally did!) there was a touch of selfishness in there.

See, Levi Leipheimer was one of Lance’s go-to guys for Team Radioshack and Team US Postal before that in the Tour de France. They’re old-time buds and I figured if Lance wasn’t doing anything, there could very well be a chance of a Lance stalking sighting. I also knew McDreamy would be on the roster. And this morning I found out Zach Morris will also be racing. So I’ve got the dream of Lance, the drool of Patrick, and the girlhood crush of Zach … oh yeah, and my husband too. It’s like the gift that keeps on giving 😀

But back to the packing. I hate packing. I always fear I’m going to forget something and then I inevitably overpack. And this time of year, which seems to be a prime traveling time for Mario and I, is also difficult because you’ve pretty much got to double pack to be prepared for the warmer days and the cooler evenings (or god forbid, last year’s ice-cold European experience!) And with all those outfits, I can’t possibly survive on just one pair of shoes. Oh no. I’ve got go-to flats, heels for just in case, Bensimmons for comfort, support shoes for volunteering, and running shoes for a run. Yep, it’s a lot of shoes, but all so very much needed.

And then I’ve got all my diabetes supplies to think of too: double test strips, double insulin, double cartridges, double infusions, double alcohol swabs, double thyroid pills, divided with one set packed in the suitcase and one packed in the carry-on. Take it from someone who has had her luggage delayed, you can never be too careful. The worse thing would be to have too little.

And here all Mario’s got to worry about is packing up a measly ol’ bike (of which, one pair of my shoes is packed in with)

It’s a good thing Mario under packs, leaving me lots of room for shopping 😀


  • 9:30 a.m. BG before: 5.4 (chocolate biscuit, no bolus)
  • Temp. basal: -100 per cent (1 hour)
  • Time: 45 minutes
  • 10:30 a.m. BG after: 3.6 (1/4 cup orange juice)
  • Temp. basal: +50 per cent (1 hour)

Not sure how the blogging is going to go while we’re away, but the laptop will be along for the ride, so there might be a few posts … then again, there might not be. So, regardless, have a great week my friends.

In the name of Lance

Labour Day weekend is one of my most favourite long weekends. The sun is almost always shining, Mario and I almost always go for a ride, and there’s almost always ice cream, sorbetto, and chocolate involved.

This year’s Labour Day did not disappoint. We had ice cream and sorbetto galore, a long ride through the best parts of Vancouver, a warm, late-night, outdoorsy dinner with great friends, a leisurely walk along False Creek, and an impromptu shopping spree in Yaletown that involved new oxford heels (on sale!) and a new pretty girl felt hat, circa 1920s, with the style code: Princess. How serendipitous 😀

If you are to listen to one thing I say, listen to this: Go and get one of these ice cream bars, preferably the lemon-basil flavour. Oh. My. Goodness. Heaven … also known as Chocolate Arts.

I also registered for the Levi Leipheimer Gran Fondo this weekend – in a volunteering capacity, that is. (No way in hell you would get me riding 160 kilometes in one day!) Even before I signed Mario up for this ride back in January, I had my eyes set on volunteering for the gig, not so much to give back, but more so in fulfilling a love-struck dream of being on Levi Leipheimer’s or McDreamy’s or even Lance’s detail (Hey! You never know!) And so I had kept my eyes posted for months, regularly hounding the organizers for updates. When I received notification last Monday that registration would finally open on Friday, I made a mental note: Do not forget. I FORGOT!!!

Didn’t remember until Saturday morning and by that time the VIP tent was already full 😦 So, I opted for the next best thing: bike marshaling from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. And given that Lance and Levi are super duper fast they’re sure to swing their bikes by during that time, so I’ll have a drool moment yet 😀 And my shift will be done before Mario crosses the finish line, so I’ll be able to cheer my voice hoarse for him as well. A good day indeed.

Oh yes please 😉

How did you spend your Labour Day long weekend?