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Hello, quiet one. I see you sitting on the sidelines. Still and silent while your friend’s rambunctious energy floods the air. You would much rather be sitting quietly reading your favourite book or drawing on blank pages, and that’s okay. People will say that you are shy and introverted. Maybe they are right, but you are much more than your discreet nature allows some to see. You are bright and curious. Intelligent and wise. You can accomplish anything you set your mind to because you have the courage of a lion. Rest assured that you don’t need to be loud to be successful. I know you can do this because you are a girl. Hello, bossy girl. Do not think I failed to notice you telling the others what to do with conviction. Some people will tell you that your decisive spirit is too much, but they are wrong. You…

This piece is by Kate Rose. It was published by Elephant Journal on August 12th, 2015. We thought it was well worth a share. You can see the original article here. To my sweet wild woman, I know why it hasn’t worked out with anyone else—you don’t need a man, but a goddamn warrior. You are the strength of Turkish coffee at sunrise darlin’ and don’t try to pretend that you’re not. You are one of the wild ones, and no matter how you tried to hide that fact, you can’t be anything other than what you are—and that’s okay. You are just as you are supposed to be, magnificently wild in all of your chaotic beauty. I know you’ve had your heart broken and I know that you don’t understand why it always seems to never work out, but I’ve finally figured it out: You don’t need a man,…

Sigh I shouldn’t even HAVE to write about this. Honestly. It’s disgusting. Please people, for the love of holy things, tell me that you flush your toilet after dropping a deuce when you are at home. Yes? Then why the hell can’t you do the same when you crap in a public washroom? I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve flung open the door to a bathroom stall to be greeted by a bowl full of shite. Your shite. The toilet works too. I know, I flushed it with my foot from the doorway while holding my breath so I wouldn’t have to breathe in your fecal particles as the contents swirled themselves away into our wonderful, magical sewer system. If I can flush the toilet, YOU CAN FLUSH THE TOILET. There is no excuse for not doing so. If for some magical reason you find out after dropping your…

The fact that it’s already September is mind-boggling. I had so many personal goals and plans that had to be put aside this summer. It was more important that my kids summer was fun and the only time I could complete anything was if they were immersed in a show or game and I couldn’t handle the guilt of them being tech zombies. I completely underestimated just how much them being home full-time would affect my ability to complete tasks. The distraction alone thwarted progress. My kids must have set a world record for how many times a person’s name can be spoken in one day. The more I tried to work on something the more they insisted they needed me. It was a clear sign that things weren’t jiving like I’d anticipated they would. There were fun moments paired with frustrating moments as we tried to figure out how…

I love the Internet. Give me a cell phone with the Facebook, Instagram and Twitter apps, and I’ll get lost for four hours (#jokingnotjoking). Do you need to know the full (and rather brief) discography of Sugar Jones? Look it up. Do you need to find out what a burst ear drum looks like (I had no idea and I’m 35)? Look it up. Do you need to understand how Keyboard Cat came to be? You do. Look it up. In fact, the first time I spoke to my boyfriend-now-husband was on ICQ (I hyperlinked that for you sweet, young things). We were in high school in the early 2000s, okay? So, basically, without the Internet, my children’s lives would never have been realized. I know, slightly dramatic. And, as much as I love the instantaneous pleasure of finding an answer several seconds after asking a question, the Internet, of…

You know I’ve said it a time or two. The thoughts are usually accompanied by some horrific picture of my double chin or muffin top fully exposed. I’m sure it comes across as some hilarious caption to an unflattering photo, but the truth is, I believe it. I think Strongman is a sexy sport. But probably not for the reasons you think. When I’m training, I’m focused and determined. I have a goal in mind, and the only way to achieve it is to work for it. One more rep. One more run. One more lift. It’s not always easy and comes with a hefty price. I risk getting hurt. I usually walk away with a bruise or two. Often there are tears because I fear that I’m not reaching my full potential. It’s a gruelling process, and it requires grit to persevere and accomplish the task at hand. So,…

Who doesn’t love great stationery? If you’re anything like me, you’re collecting pretty notepads, humorous cards, and fancy writing tools to the point of obnoxious. I like the idea of having an assortment of things to go through when it’s time to write a particular note or send a greeting card. Of course, it’s easy to stop by the dollar store and grab a scribble pad and generic card, but have you ever received a truly personalized message in a carefully picked design just for you? It’s a lovely feeling to know someone took a little bit of extra time to show you some love. So, when Anick told me she was launching a subscription box for stationery from Canadian artists from the East to the West, I was thrilled! Last week she messaged me to ask if I would be in the area. She had a special package for…

The secret is finally out! Well, I suppose it wasn’t much of a mystery. I’ve been talking about the ladies over at Big Catch Communications for weeks now, and so anyone with a brain could have probably figured out that this was happening. Either way, it’s great to finally be able to talk about my new role with this talented team! There are so many reasons to get excited about this new adventure. They have so many diverse projects on the go at one time, creativity and thinking outside the box is highly encouraged, and every team member has a unique skill set. It’s incredible to see the conversations coming from one end of the studio to the next. What really stood out to me is how direct they are with their thoughts and opinions. What a breath of fresh air to see a group of intelligent and strong women…

On March 15, 2018, I said goodbye to Canada and moved to Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates. The UAE is nestled between Iran, Iraq, and Saudi Arabia on the Arabian Gulf which sounds super scary, but is paradoxically, incredibly safe.  Abu Dhabi is also extravagantly wealthy, a glittering jewel in the heat of the desert. Even with oil prices down, there is still no income tax which means you can save loads of cash (assuming you don’t get sucked into the spending vortex that so many do). For those of us with the travel itch, Africa, Europe, India, and South East Asia are all a few hours away, so it’s also an ideal home base. As for the weather, while the summers are oppressively hot and muggy (high 40s with high humidity), the rest of the year is warm and sunny.  By warm and sunny, I…

It’s been ten weeks since I left the comfort of regular work. Walking in at 9 am and wrapping it up by 5 pm. The usual grind and what most find to be the easiest to manage when it comes to scheduling and of course budgeting. But as all of you know, it wasn’t working for me. I needed a change, and so I walked away from it all in hopes that shortly I would find my place and begin working a little more independently and creatively. I immediately started living the barista life over at Love Love Food a couple of shifts per week while I got it all figured out. Tony was able to use some of my skills to help get his new shop organized, and so I’ve spent some time working behind the scenes too. This work helped him out after the big move, and it allowed…