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…

After years of remaining tightly wound, yet perfectly safe on the clearest path towards the future (or at least, A future), I knew I had to do it. I had to pull the pin and toss the grenade into the centre of my life; the safety, the security, the knowing. Oh gosh, that knowing. However, want to know what lives outside of that knowing? Outside of your comfort zone? Absolutely everything. All of your hopes, your dreams and all of the amazing things you once believed were beyond your reach, “are meant for someone else/someone braver/someone more deserving” or the things that you have always been told, “that isn’t real life.” I am living proof that it is. It can be real life. But, sometimes you have to pull the damn pin. Now, please don’t get me wrong: I don’t mean that if you are in a wonderful career/relationship/[fill in…

All my life, I waited to plan the trip. All my life, I waited for the perfect time to go.  For the perfect season.  For the perfect conditions.  For the perfect amount of money. All my life, I waited for permission. Where would he like to go? Oh no, he won’t like that. What about this place? No? Okay…this one? No.  Well, maybe some other time.  Maybe next year.  Maybe when the stars align, and he actually wants to do something.  Anything.  Yes, then for sure. And so the cycle continued.  Me, pushing my soul’s deepest desires away.  Down.  So far down.