Hi guys! I’m back. And this time, I’m going to try to be back to stay. You may not hear from me every day, or even every week, but I’m promise that I’ll post more than once in 5 months :) Part of the reason that I’ve been completely absent from my blog is because
Tag: Musings
Well… this is awkward. So awkward that I’m not entirely sure how to start. And I always know how to start. So, let’s go with: “Hi! How are you? It’s been awhile”. And it’s true. It has been awhile. An embarrassingly long while. A since October 18th kinda while. I guess I just ran out
Hi friends! My in-laws are here visiting for a week to celebrate their anniversary. I’m super busy with my jobs. It’s the last days of summer. So I’m taking a break! I’ll be back September 10 with a month 11 update (a few days late) and then we’ll get back to business! Don’t miss me
Guys! This is my 300th blog post. So, let me tell you some random things. Then tomorrow I’ll tell you about how I made our new barnwood desks. A Random Number of Things in Celebration of Blog Post Number 300. Last night I made the most delicious pizza ever with a homemade crust, traditional pizza
I’m still noodling away on my happiness post, and when I finally finish it, it’s probably going to be a gigantic letdown. I’ve been talking about it for weeks now! But today, I want to talk again about being an entrepreneur. I’ve talked about this a bit before, specifically in this January post on the
Every time the Bing Hawaii commercial comes on I do a little jig at my excitement from the song. So imagine my delight when my wonderful couple this weekend selected it as their walking up the aisle song. I refrained myself from doing a jig, but I did come directly home to figure out just
Last year on Mother’s Day, I told you all about my mom, which may have left you wondering about my dad. And what better day to talk to you about my dad than today, father’s day. From as far back as I remember, I’ve known that I was loved. My dad, much bigger than me.
Rejection sucks. A lot. One minute you are going full speed ahead thinking “Holy crap. I’m going to win this!” And the next minute: wham. “Sorry. You didn’t make the cut.” When I learned I had not made it to the next round in Tourism Richmond’s 365 Days of Dining contest, the emotion came in
In place of Travel Tuesday this week, I need to vent a little. Last week I sort of left you hanging, and I apologize about that. Despite the fact that we move around—quite a lot—I always forget just how long it takes to settle in to a place, and when I’m in settling in mode
Today I bring you something extra fun: a guest post from the hubs! (I’ve been k-o-ed with a doozey of a cold, and he offered up this hilarious post. He’s a keeper!) Enjoy! Very few things drive me crazier than blatant, totally avoidable inefficiency. I realize to some this makes me sound like a crazy
First of all, I’ve been planning this post for a long time. Much longer than the Toronto Library strike. So this post isn’t really a political statement. Second of all, I hope everyone noticed my awesome pun in the title of this post. If you didn’t, take a sec, and go read it again. ‘Cause
Guess what, everybody? It’s a leap year! It’s not every year you can post something to the internet on February 29! So here I go. And my chosen topic? Leap years. (Surprised?) I think leap years are king of neat. My childhood friend Adam, who I haven’t spoken to – or thought about much –
I’ve written and re-written the intro to this post. I actually drafted most of this post on the flight home from Ushuaia on Tuesday evening but then Wednesday and Thursday happened. You know when you do something really awesome, be it a trip, a conference, a workshop, a wedding or something else, and then you
So, I was just over at my friend Melissa’s blog West Coast Nest where she said “Raise your hand if the days, evenings and weekends just seem to get busier and busier this time of year!” I knew that I was pretty busy over the next several weeks, given that we made the bright, bright
A few weekends ago we were going to a couple of our friends’ birthday party (yes, the plurals and possessives are right) and I just didn’t feel like drinking wine. Ever since dry January I’ve really cut back on my drinking. I rarely drink on week nights, but even more surprisingly, I tend to restrain