Monthly Archives: August 2015

80 – Stuff & Things

Taking a break from ‘deep’ posts will be nice, but I can’t just not write. I like it! So here’s a post of nothingness.

NOTE: I wrote this on my tablet, so please excuse any dumb spelling/grammatical errors.

I’m sick. I’ve been sleeping dreadfully lately, and it has slowly been turning into a cold. This morning I woke up all fuzzy and stuffy. A tough part about being a grownup: not just sleeping all day until you feel better. Thankfully the weekend is coming and we have minimal plans.

Our 5th wedding anniversary is coming up really quickly. I have a neat idea up my sleeve to mark the occasion, but I won’t say anything until either a) we do it or b) we get lazy and don’t. Later on in October we’re planning to head to Moose Jaw for a couple nights at the spa to celebrate. We plan to  tour the tunnels, hit up our favourite haunts, and dig into some Swiss Chalet. Speaking of which, how bogus is it that dinky MJ has a Swiss Chalet and bustling metropolis Saskatoon does not?

Ok guys, I have a really important thing to discuss now. We got rid of cable recently and I now need Netflix recommendations. I completely burned through That 70s Show already, and I’m not sure what to move on to next. Likely I’ll rewatch some old favourites in the meantime, but I’m open to suggestions.

It is amusing to me how..disjointed this post is. But that’s what happens when I don’t plan it out ahead of time. Now…what else can I ramble about?

Lately I’ve been reading about an eclectic variety of historical figures. I am so thrilled that wikipedia exists, so that I can spend my sleepless nights learning about Lizzie Borden, Ernest Hemingway, the Fitzgeralds…all tragic figures, each in their own ways. I’m fairly positive that Lizzie Borden was guilty, by the way. I’d like her case to be solved once and for all…it seems odd that it isn’t. The lack of professionalism on behalf of the law enforcement in that case is bothersome. Which reminds me of another case (I love reading true crime stuff) in which the cops dropped the ball: the Manson murders. In 100% it was not just local police who messed up in that case. Literally everyone involved was so wrapped up in solving the case for the glory of their individual departments. Read the book Helter Skelter and you’ll see what I mean. That is hands down one of the scariest books I’ve ever read. Random acts of violence, murders, and people claiming to be God are not exactly pleasant topics. It’s a shame that our world is filled with such frightening things.

Well..I guess I’m done writing for today. This was an odd post, to say the least, but writing it felt good and kept me from dozing off on the couch. See you soon, beloved bloggie readers…

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79 – Break

I’m taking a bit of a break from the blog. I won’t stop posting little tidbits here and there – think surveys, food stuff, book/movie/tv stuff – but heartfelt posts probably won’t be a thing for a little while.

Why?

If I actually posted about what is on my heart, the post count would be up in the 90s instead of here at 79. I find that I am constantly writing HUGE long posts – wordcounts in the thousands – only to either save them to drafts, or delete them entirely. There are a number of issues and topics in my life that I suddenly find very hard to talk about because a) I don’t want pity or empathy or sympathy or whatever b) I don’t want to offend anyone (not that I’m writing offensive posts…I just seriously am always scared I’m going to write something insensitive – I even feel that way with this post, which I realize is dumb) c) Literally nothing goes on in my life so I have nothing to write about lately. I’m boring, guys. It’s hard to make a mundane (but happy) life sound exciting. Even this post was in the works for quite a while before I finally had the guts to hit publish on it – I’m tired of feeling that way with blogging, which was something that I once felt was kind of releasing before.

And so instead of turning to my computer every few days to write a post that I then don’t publish, I’m going to remove that pressure from myself for the time being. Obviously I could have done this without making a post about it but…sometimes it helps to just get words out there into the interwebs. Hopefully I feel ready to publish more personal posts again soon – I do enjoy it – but in the mean time, please stick with me if you can as I dabble in a bit of nothingness for a little while.

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78 – New Specs

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And then I got new glasses! My entire new-glasses experience was great, from start to finish. I saw a great optometrist, got to try on glasses in the dispensary with my BFF, and then ordered and received the new glasses  – all within two weeks. Fantastic! I love these new frames. Even after Erin adjusted them, they’re still a wee bit big, but not so big that I’m going to need to return them. I’m also going to be purchasing at least one more pair in a few months, just to have a spare (I’ll probably go for a different look with those – more formal, maybe). I’m also considering sunglasses! I have zero experience with prescription sunglasses, so if anyone has advice, please lay it on me.

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77 – New Theme

Just needed a change!

76 – ABCs of Me

I’ve seen the survey floating around, and decided to give it a go…

A – Age: 26

B – Biggest Fear: Uncomfortable or unknown social situations – my whole body flips out sometimes. I don’t like to talk about it much. My fear of dogs is pretty extreme as well.

C – Current Time: 3:00pm

D – Drink You Had Last: Medium steeped tea from good old Timmie’s. Courtesy of my kindhearted husband.

E – Easiest Person To Talk To: My husband. He was my best friend before we began dating, and we’ve maintained a good friendship in addition to our romantic love.

F – Favorite Song: This changes all the time. Lately it’s been a tie betwee: The Gift of a Black Heart – Said the Whale, Eternal Flame – The Bangles, Perfect Day – Lou Reed.

G – Grossest Memory: Probably that one piece of roadkill we saw on the road to Saskatoon once. It was the nastiest piece I’ve EVER seen – ribs jutting out, and birds picking away. I couldn’t even determine what kind of animal it used to be.

H – Hometown: I find this to be a difficult question to answer, considering how many times I’ve moved. If you define Hometown as place of birth, then mine is Burnaby, British Columbia. If you define it as the town/city where you feel most at home – well then I honestly can’t say that I’ve found that yet. If you define it as where your heart feels most at home, then I would say it is anywhere my parents are.

I – In Love With: My husband. It’s a cheesy answer, but he’s awesome.

J – Jealous Of: Other people’s bodies. I have such a hard time getting my own body to where I want it to be, that sometimes I am very jealous of my friends.

K – Kindest Person You Know: This is another tough one to answer. I’m exclusively friends with kind people. So all of them, I guess.

L – Life Isn’t Complete Without: Disney. I can’t imagine what kind of nonsense would fill up my brain if I didn’t have Disney.

M – Middle Name: Katherine. I believe it’s for my great-grandma, Catherine. I had no idea it was middle name until I was like, 8. I like it.

N – Number of Siblings: Two. Sarah (4 years younger) and Philip (7 years younger). They’re good people.

O – One Wish: That we could afford to buy a house sooner.

P – Person You Spoke To On The Phone Last: Bryan.

Q – Question You’re Always Asked: What’s Miss Ginny up to these days? I don’t necessarily mind being asked this. I like Miss Ginny.

R – Reason To Smile: Summer will end soon. Please. I’m sick of being hot. Also, another art piece of mine will be in the next issue of Punch.

S – Song You Last Sang: The theme from That 70s Show.

T – Time You Woke Up: 8:19. We bought Ginny an alarm clock that tells her when it’s okay to get up in the morning (it glows green), and ever since then, I haven’t had to wake up before 8 and it is glorious.

U – Underwear Color: Light blue.

V – Vacation Destination: Jolly Old England. I can’t wait to visit that historic and beautiful country.

W – Worst Habit: Nail biting. But I quit last week! For now.

 X – X-Rays You’ve Had: I was x-rayed for a back injury (I fractured a bone in my spine) after falling down some stairs when I was 11. I really lucked out that I didn’t have any permanent damage. I also had an x-ray when I first started experiencing gall-bladder pain. And I made a guest appearance in Ginny’s x-ray when she broke her collarbone (which is healed and back in action, btw!).

 Y – Your Favorite Food: Pasta with sprinkle Kraft cheddar cheese and margarine.

 Z – Zodiac Sign: Cancer.

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75 – 3 Books

I’m almost finished reading the three books I purchased on Monday, and so here are my thoughts:

SPOILED
Heather Cocks & Jessica Morgan

I recently read a book by this duo, The Royal We, and I loved it so much that I decided to take a chance on their young adult novel, Spoiled. I’ve avoided YA books recently, because I just can’t get into them or take them seriously, but Cocks and Morgan tend to be hilarious so I figured if I’m going to spend my money in the Teen section, it may as well be on their book.

The basic plot is: teenage girl finds out her dad is a massive Hollywood movie star, her mom dies, she goes to live with him and his other teenage daughter (who is a snob), and then worlds collide and stuff happens. It’s a predictable book, but good for some light summer reading. I’m actually not finished reading this one quite yet, but it’s one of those books where I am one hundred percent confident with how I’ll feel by the end already. The book is witty, full of interesting celebrity and fashion-world  references, and despite it being a YA book (which I have nothing against…they just personally don’t work for me anymore – with the exception of old favourites of course – I will never let go of that lovable Harry Potter), I enjoyed reading it and will keep it in my library to read again.

BITTERSWEET
Colleen McCullough

I’m just going to be upfront: this book was a disappointment. The reasons I picked it up were A) it had an attractive, art-deco cover, B) I recognized the author and already have one of her books, and C) the plot did sound intriguing. I rarely buy books that I’ve never heard of, that haven’t been recommended to me, or that I haven’t read already, but I figured that this one would end up being a good choice. Wrong-o.

It takes place just before, and during the Depression, in a small town in Australia. It follows the lives of four sisters (2 sets of twins) as they become the first registered nurses at their local hospital, as they find romance (or not), and strengthen their own sisterly bonds. All of that sounded right up my alley. Medical stuff? Yes! Old timey medical stuff? Even better! Romance? Sign me up! Sisters? I have one of those! Sadly, the book just did not live up to any of my expectations. By the time I finished, I was regretting buying the book, which rarely happens. I hate having a book in my collection that I won’t re-read, but this is one of them.

Here’s where the book went wrong. The chapters that focused on the nursing education the girls were receiving, were only researched to the bare minimum. The information I was reading (and I was not expecting a factual non-fiction account), seemed like just common sense and offered nothing new or interesting, save for the hierarchy of the nurses, “sisters” as they were known, which I honestly didn’t care about. I was hoping for at least one or two really good medically interesting scenes, but there were just no details.

The characterization of literally everyone is where the book also failed. Everyone was given a distinct personality from the get-go, but then flip-flopped throughout the story. In life, and in books, sometimes a person can change, but I found it very hard to believe some of the changes these characters went through. It was frustrating to really become fond of someone, only to have them turn out to be kind of a knob.

The final issue I had, was the pacing. The book was touted as a saga, which to me meant that it would span perhaps several decades, but it really only covered maybe 5 or so years. Within those years though, too much and not enough happened, we would skip ahead a number of months in a way that was jarring and had me confused as to whether or not it was just months or in fact years. And then the book ended in such a way that VERY incomplete. I closed the cover and felt like I had wasted 3 hours of my life, and I wanted to ask the author, “Where’s the rest of the book?!” It ended so abruptly and in a way that was very unsatisfying.

TL;DR
Don’t read it, dude. But DO go and read Colleen McCullough’s other saga (which actually satisfies because it’s good and loooong), The Thorn Birds.

IS EVERYONE HANGING OUT WITHOUT ME? (AND OTHER CONCERNS)
Mindy Kaling

I’d been itching to read this memoir for quite a while, so when I found it for a really great price, I made sure to grab it. This book was exactly as I expected: funny, charming, and a good insight into an actress I’ve grown to like. Something I wasn’t expecting: to relate to her. Mindy Kaling is such a vivacious broad, and judging from her performances on TV, very much unlike myself. But you shouldn’t really judge actors by their roles! That’s silly, and I know that, but whatever. Mindy is so grounded, and has great values and I really appreciated reading about her thoughts on one-night stands, and family.

After reading these three books, I’m really excited to hopefully CONTINUE reading – I have really been slacking since Ginny was born, and I want to remedy that. I’m looking forward to my next ‘day out’, so I can hit up another book store and bring home some more friends to add to my shelves.

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74 – Becca’s Day Out

A couple weeks ago, I took the bus downtown to meet my sister for a movie. For the first time in a long time, I left the apartment alone, and then remained alone for a good forty minutes. Until I was in the midst of those forty minutes, I had not realized how little time I spend alone out of the house. There are days when everyone else is out – even Ginny – and I get to do my own thing, but that usually involves lounging around in my jammies, binge watching trash tv, and painting or browing tumblr. Actually leaving the house on my own had never occurred to me…until now.

Monday morning we got up, had breaky, got ready to go, and then Bryan dropped me off at the mall while he and Ginny continued on to hang out with his brother for the day. I was alone. Alone alone alone. I was there before the mall actually opened, so I went into Starbucks, tried a new drink (since I was 12 years old I’ve only ever ordered a latte or capuccino) – shaken iced black tea, so yummy – and then went for a walk to the river to enjoy the scenery for a bit.

I went back to the mall just in time for stores to open, and then spent the next 3 hours browsing, window shopping, actual shopping, and treated myself to a yummy lunch of a New York Fries poutine. It was so pleasant not feeling rushed; I was able to take my time without either a bored husband, a fussy child, or a friend not quite as interested in what I was looking at. I didn’t really end up buying anything I set out to buy, but that was ok. Just the act of being by myself was so completely pleasant. I can’t wait to do it again!

**I bought 3 new books while I was out, so keep an eye out for reviews once I’ve finished reading them (I’ve finished the first one already).

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