tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57554419007982164292024-03-12T21:05:44.280-06:00 Life of Lace Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-45709607504020570572014-05-03T12:06:00.000-06:002014-05-03T14:16:25.188-06:00Lacey Unplugged; on Why Being From A Single Parent Family Will Not Be My DemiseIt seems like every time I turn around these days, I hear someone commenting on "how the kids are going to turn out" or someone gasping or looking at me like Im a beaten kitten at the fact that Im parentless. Let me tell you something, we already know it can be shitty, we dont need the help. But thanks anyway?<br />
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Actually, its not even that shitty. Its just the way our life happens to be. Some people cant walk or talk or read or do lots of "normal" things, and that doesnt make their life "shitty", it just makes it different. Your family background is the same. Of course the family splashed all over the latest volume of the Sears catalogue, draped in jewel toned cardigans and swooning over their healthy-hipped middle aged Golden Retriever makes the illusion seem achievable and wonderful, but maybe its all just that... an illusion.<br />
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I know tons of kids who come from single parent homes who are some of the most fantastic people I know. They learn at a young age what compromise is all about and they absolutely learn early about struggle and broken hearts. Im not saying this is good for a kid, but lets face it, its not exactly uncommon. These kids also empathize with other kids going through the same situation and learn to be a shoulder to lean on at an early age. Im also not saying that kids from loving, two-parent homes are not empathetic or fantastic, but you can read about them on every magazine shelf in the world... this is a post for the 'screwed up' kids.<br />
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Im not exactly sure what society considers normal. What is the family goal we all want to achieve for our future families? What exactly are we aiming for? This is what I hear...<br />
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Single parent - "Oh that poor parent, it must be so hard. Working all the time to the pay the bills, who even helps little Timmy with his math homework? No wonder he looked so sad at the Christmas Concert" <i>In reality, little Timmy probably has the best math marks in the class and was just pissed off at the Christmas Concert because he was forced to be the donkey in the school play (that we all hated being in, by the way lol)</i><br />
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Dual Parent- "Oh must be nice to be little Timmy, having his mom home all the time to make his lunch and help him with his math homework, he probably looked so sad at the Christmas Concert because his parents didnt give him a new car for Christmas... little spoiled brat." <i>Yup. I actually hear this, too. Kids from two parent homes are always "spoiled" and "ungrateful" because they come from a cakewalk of a life (didnt you know?!)</i><br />
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Foster Parent/Any other living arrangement that people dont hear about EVERY DAY- "Oh poor little Timmy, doesnt stand a chance. Did you hear that most kids in gangs these days come from similar backgrounds? I hope my kid doesnt befriend that hoodrat, he will get him in all sorts of trouble. No wonder he looked so sad at the Christmas Concert" <i>Nope.. Timmy looked sad at the Christmas Concert because the rock in his shoe is pissing him off and he cant take it out because everyone is watching him.</i><br />
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Single parent homes are judged because dont give enough support to the child, but then mixed families with stepmoms and dads are judged because their is just too much going on and the kid doesnt get the attention he/she needs. And then, MY GOD, we have same sex marriages who apparently cant raise a decent child or polygamous households who also cant do anything right. Then we judge families of different race or religion, too! The judging just never ends.<br />
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I can tell you something right now... the only people who ever made me feel weird or like I was not going to be as good as kids from a "normal" household, were grown ass adults who laid their judgements on me. But dont worry, they sugar coated it with a head pat and a long face, accompanied with a long "awwwwww....." before they spewed their negative blanket of bullshit all over me.<br />
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Sleeping for a week at moms house, and then a week at dads house is NOT going to mess up your kid. Making them feel like they are different because of that, WILL mess up your kid. They are KIDS! They dont know shit from shoe polish, let alone what a "normal family situation" is. And what is a normal family situation, anyways? This is <i>their reality</i>, its not their fault, so dont make them feel like they are going to be the next Timothy McVeigh because mom happens to live a couple km down the road.<br />
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I guess what I am trying to say here, is that everyone faces struggles with their family as NO family is perfect. I feel like its the outsiders judgement and treatment towards these families that create the real issues. I personally know drug addicted gang members who come from great homes and I also personally know more than one doctor who managed their way through life just fine from a single parent family. However, I also know a few drug addicts from broken homes and a doctor from a great home... and I know tons of folks in between all the barriers who turned out to be jusssst fine. We need to do less profiling of specific kids and start giving a little more support to ALL kids... but keep in mind, its the folks who know struggle that create an empathetic and compassionate world, and with that, Ill take being a 'screwed up' kid any day of the week.<br />
<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-6486708560810232542014-03-12T01:12:00.000-06:002014-03-12T01:24:17.183-06:00the divine in me honours the divine in you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yoga. Whatta thing it is.<br />
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I was freaked out by yoga for a million years, finally got up the nerve to check it out, was bored bloody senseless and then, after another million years, decided to give it another whirl. I skipped the YMCA class and tried it out at a cute studio completely dedicated to the practice and I. Fell. In. Love.<br />
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There are the obvious physical benefits, but different types of yoga are helpful with different goals, whether physical or mental.<br />
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For me, its a compliation of things. It challenges me to be physically strong so I can hold poses and "flow" when the time comes in the sequence. It challenges me to be mentally focused, to take my busy little brain and out it on pause for a few minutes. To not compare myself with others in the class. To not have my cell phone on me for an entire hour a day. It teaches me patience, as I am not good at not being good at things. Im a generally athletic and competitive person but this is humbling, as most poses are gradual learning processes. <br />
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Overall, it creates a peacefulness in your heart. I roll up my mat at the end of class, surrounded by people who are like minded but yet so different. I feel more balanced, strong, in tune with my body and my heart and mind. I am refereshed and my battery for life passion is always charged to the max. It is just <i>the best.</i><br />
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Namaste.<br />
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<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-60363230386611079132014-01-18T23:27:00.003-07:002014-01-19T00:16:40.077-07:00Not Very United Airlines<br />
I swear to god, there's a big black cloud named GONG SHOW that looms around me every single time I enter an airport. Unfortunately for you, I drink too much vodka to remember most of the other GONG SHOW stories, I just <i>remember the feeling</i> of the GONG SHOW as I walk in those shitty automatic doors. Airports just have that smell... Like a hospital mixed with a mangy dead raccoon. And of course, the smell of rotten intestines as we ALL know there's someone always shitting their pants nearby.<br />
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It started in Mexico this morning, as I was dragging my lopsided, one wheeled suitcase through the rickety streets of Playa Del Carmen. I decided that since I haven't had an income for 6 months, that maybe I should consider taking the $14 Greyhound instead of the $100 taxi (I know...gross) Turns out, I survived, head in tact and all. I even knew enough Spanish to know the number "3" so finding my terminal was a walk in the park. I get in and leave the balmy air for some good ol' bone chilling A/C. You know what <i>DRIVES ME</i>?! When they make those back and forth wait lines that you have to walk up and back 1654 times to get the 15 feet to the check-in counter. This part was also awkward because I made solid eye contact with a mega hot chick (she had the coolest haircut) and I'm pretty sure she was a lesbian and she may (or may not have) been checking me out every one of those 1654 walks. (I mean, that wouldn't be that big of a deal, but I just didn't know how to act, ya know? Do you do the same lean over the counter or the "accidental pen drop" as when there is a hot guy behind you? If I <i>was</i> a lesbian checking out another girl, I'd just want her to bring me a piece of pizza and then we could just walk to the court house and Id put a fuckin ring on it. OH WAIT, that applies to me right now. And boys, I'm <i>single</i>. Veggie pizza with feta please.)<br />
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I'm not exactly some jet setting snob, <i>buuuuut</i> I'm not far from it. I dont exactly show up with bombs taped to my legs and wonder the the hell I have to take my shoes off at security like some meatheads. I know how to dress for flights... Something comfortable, easy off/on shoes and something warm because its always freezing. (But a tank top underneath because its always hot) Soooo this Irish man in front of me shows up like he's ready to spar in a fencing competition. He looked like a fucking Knight. ARE YOU AN ASTRONAUT? Is this a DUMBASS CONTEST?! WHYYYYY DEAR LORD?! It was a long wait for him to get through the metal detector and by the end of it I pretty much had my foot up his ass while prodding him to get his 40 pound metal belt off.<br />
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I decided to just get away from the dumb people and resort to the fanciest looking wine bar and stay away from the slugs of the earth that hang out at Sbarro pizza (don't ask me why I know what it's called, I have <i>noooo idea</i>) so I order myself a water (<i>seriously!</i> No...like, SERIOUSLY) and a caprese salad. Salad comes out and I'm wolfing it down like the mal-nurtured kid I am and guess what? There was a chunk of chicken in it! I haven't eaten chicken in like 5 years and its half delicious but I'm half gagging because all I can think off is all the beakless, caged up, pecked up, featherless mutant of poor dying chickens that I have seen in my disgusting obsession with disgusting documentaries on Netflix. Spit out chicken. Pay bill. Almost die.<br />
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I decide I'm going to wash the chicken flavour out of my mouth so I go on a hunt for a Starbucks. Nothing that a little Hazelnut Macchiato can't wash away. I'm standing in line checking out the menu when I notice a little Spanish señor staring at me. Don't think much of it and keep looking at the menu... I look back and he's still staring. I make eye contact with him so he can see my zits and see that I'm not, in fact, Scarlett Johansson. Well, he KEPT staring. I pick up my drink and bolt away... Only to find him lurking in the walkway. I look down and pretend to answer my phone and gypsy off around the corner and run away back to my gate. (Disclaimer: it's always scary being a girl by herself anywhere being approached by weird, staring men so <i>stop fucking doing that</i>, you jerks) I feel a pang of relief when I see the C39 on the pole so I can slither away behind it with my Beyonce album. WELL GUESS WHO ROLLS UP? TONY. That bastard found me. He continues to tell me his entire life story and asks for my phone number. I tell him I don't have a phone. He says he saw me answer it by Starbucks. <i>Shitballs! </i> I want to tell him that its my friends phone and she in in the bathroom (you know, baaaad case of Mexican diarrhea) but that didn't seem smart because I didn't know how long he was going to sit there for. On a whim of trying to save my life and my first born child, I just told him my email instead. Can't WAIT to read that one. I'll post it if he writes me.<br />
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The GONG SHOW is not even over yet. I notice the C39 gate has ZERO electrical outlets and since I've been blaring Beyonce for hours now, I decide to charge up the ol phone a tad to get me through the flight. I see 4 outlets by C38 so I take a gander, suspiciously eyeing up any more weirdos who might want my coveted email address. I look over and spot an old man wearing an eye patch in beige cargo shorts that are hiked up to his gullet. His wife is plump, wearing a velour navy sweatsuit with a terrible blonde bob and progressive shading glasses. No way in hell they even know what a computer is so I'm not scared of having to leak my hotmail to these weirdos. I sit down on the floor beside them and we are bullshitting in no time. My dad didn't pass along many genes (thank <i>God</i>) but the gift of the gab is something I thank him for. We get talking about where we are coming from. They ask me, I say "Playa Del Carmen, you?" "Bahamas" says the old man. I point at his eye patch and say "I KNEW there were Pirates in the Caribbean!" and continue to laugh like a drunken hyena. (I don't even know of the Bahamas are in the Caribbean) He laughs too and makes a joke about losing his parrot! LOL! His wife mentions something but I'm laughing too hard to hear her... And back to Beyonce I go...<br />
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So I board the plane. I'm right in between a ginger monster from Little Rock, Arkansas and a pleasant looking older man from Denver. They were clearly reserved and conservative men, looking much like 70 year old Baptist pastors. We exchange hellos and like any normal, courteous, smart folk do, start thoroughly discussing American politics and laws on marijuana. Surprisingly, those ended well! I suddenly thought of the EXACT stories to share with these guys... A) getting in a drunken fight with Jenna Jameson in Vegas and B) the Sidney Crosby headboard sign. Well holy cannoli, batman, you should have seen the looks on their faces! (the best part was having to explain who Jenna Jameson was)<br />
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So this is where I WANT TO DIE. For real though. No accidental chicken eating but seriously the worst feeling ever. We are just getting up to get off the plane and...<br />
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<b>The Pirate</b>! Him and his Paris-Hilton-In-50-Years looking wife are just a row behind me! I didn't even know they were on the same plane as me so, like a typical orphan, I feel like we are family. I yell across the aisle, while giggling like an asshole "Still no sign of your parrot?!" His wife FEROCIOUSLY turns around and YELLS at me " IT'S NOT FUCKING FUNNY, HE JUST GOT HIS EYE REMOVED". Well. Well. Well. She shut me right up and it was the worst. I gave it a minute and leaned over and quietly said "I am so sorry. I would never mean to offend you". Neither said a thing and that was that. I felt like the hugest dink in the entire world and I hated myself... for 2 minutes... Until I heard her shit talking me when we were coming down the walkway.<br />
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Dumb Lady: "Well, I told HER straight. What a bitch."<br />
Parrot Man: "Its okay"<br />
Me: <i>*Feeling TERRIBLE, walking quietly behind them, don't know if I should say anything, hating myself*</i><br />
Dumb Lady: "No, it's not, what a rude bitch"<br />
Parrot Man: "Don't worry about it"<br />
Me: <i>*Blood starts to boil, my mind is racing with what I should do next... I said SORRY, and I know you're mad at me but I wasn't being a 'bitch', I had a good heart, geez. He was joking too.. Fuck man, HE'S THE ONE THAT MADE THE PARROT JOKE IN THE FIRST PLACE* </i><br />
Dumb Lady: "I can't believe her, what a thoughtless ...."<br />
Parrot Man: "Shhh she's RIGHT behind us"<br />
Me:<i> *Does a running drop kick and kicks her right in the ass*.</i><br />
<i>JUST KIDDING. I did not kick her in the ass but I wanted to. Holy shit, I wanted to so bad. Especially after I was making Naomi Campbell jokes earlier. SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED. Just kidding. I respect my elders so I graciously said, while gritting my teeth into fucking tic-tacs,</i><br />
Me: "I'm truly sorry sir, I thought we were joking and I didn't mean to offend you"<br />
Parrot Man: "Seriously, it's okay, don't worry."<br />
Dumb Lady: (<i>yelling, again)</i> "JUST DROP IT ALREADY!"<br />
Me: <i>*somebody, hold me back quick!* Just kidding. Again. I wouldn't do that. But now I REALLY wanted to smack those ugly glasses off her face. But you know what I did instead, I yelled back.</i><br />
Me: "Well, you're being really rude too!!!" <br />
<i>And then I literally sprinted away like I was a gazelle rounding 3rd base for a home run in the bottom of the ninth to win the fucking World Series. And then... I cried.</i><br />
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I wish I was lying to you. But I'm not. This is my life. And this is the GONG SHOW I call air travel. Bastard Wright brothers.. Ruined everything.<br />
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I'm happy to report that I'm on my descent into Saskatoon right now, reporting this nonsense from the air. A baby only screamed for the first hour, the pant shitting has been at a minimum and the flight attendant has only a mild case of the popular condescending asshole virus. Oh, and a guy totally rubbed his balls on my arm but whatever....minor detail.<br />
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And Im even happier to report that Im now at home, editing this with ichiban in my lap. Those who know me know that this is what my dreams are made of.<br />
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xo, lace<br />
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Well I feel like I have to go the stereotypical route of resolutions since it is, after all, January 1!<br />
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First of all, happy new year! I dont know what it is about the first day of the calendar year that gets us all fired up inside, but it definitely does. A chance for a new beginning, to do the things you have always wanted to do, see all the things you wanted to see and of course, lose 150 lbs. Sound about right? Haha sounds typical to me. Ive never once held up my resolution but I still think its fun to make them. If not for anything else than to point out and exploit your weaknesses to the world wide web. A few of my resolutions this year:<br />
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1) More Yoga.<br />
I love yoga so much and 2013 was the first year that I started taking it a bit more seriously. I havent nailed down what I love about it, but theres something special about it, for sure. Maybe Ill even become a teacher one day :)<br />
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2) Drink more water.<br />
Not necessarily 8 glasses of water each day as I believe in baby steps. Just drinking a bit more would be awesome for me, even if thats just one cup a day. Next year Ill work on 8 glasses a day.<br />
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3) Read more books.<br />
I seriously love love love reading books, but I just dont do it enough. I have 3 books that are burning holes on my shelf that I cant wait to read in Mexico. Id like to read 8 books this year.<br />
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4) Blog more. <br />
I love coming on here and blabbering away about my life. Its fun for me and its so nice getting feedback from people who enjoy reading it. So, thank you, for those who do. And kiss my ass for those who dont. jk.<br />
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5) Spend more time making time<br />
I want to make more time for my loved ones. Whether its just another 5 minute phone call to a cousin on their birthday or a golf trip with my brothers. If I found out tomorrow that I only had a few months to live, those are the folks Id be spending my time with, yet I dont seem to make time for them in average day. That doesnt seem right, does it?<br />
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6) Build shit<br />
Im GOING to build something badass this year. Most likely in the form of a bird feeder at a Home Depot class (and I can hardly wait)<br />
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7) Take a class<br />
Take a random class on something like painting or swimming... ANYTHING, really. I have a few highlighted that I am interested in, mainly photography.<br />
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8) Master my Canon<br />
I want to take magnificent photos and now is the time to learn. Hopefully #7 will help me with this one.<br />
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9) Shave 30 mins of my next half marathon<br />
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10) Judge LESS. Love MORE<br />
Everyone is so busy being so bloody judge-y sometimes that I actually find it unbearable and have to walk away from conversations from time to time. Theres no room to love people if you judge them. Everyone in this world has a purpose and a passion and we all have a responsibility to accept that.<br />
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My wish for you is that you find something you are looking for in this new year. Cheers xoLacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-54719711840233077622013-12-30T15:14:00.002-07:002013-12-30T15:14:57.493-07:00Laceys 10 Days of Christmas Day 6I didnt forget about my 10 Days of Christmas, and even if I did, I was harassed for not getting it done. Im happy though, that means that some of you guys actually enjoy my nonsense! :) The issue is that I moved my living situation to my brothers and it was quite the search to find the wireless password, therefore I didnt have the internet! Moving onnn.....<br />
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Introduced to me a few years ago by Julie, I have become an intense fan of Post Secret. Post Secret was formed by a guy named Frank Warren who decided one day to have strangers anonymously mail their craziest secret to him. He then decided to publish a few books with the secrets. He also has a website that is updated every Sunday with new postcards full of secrets. This project speaks to my heart so often. So many souls out there have secrets you would never expect. Sometimes I laugh and sometimes I even cry. These are a few of the ones that got me this year.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think we have all been in this position! What a good way to look at it lol</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ahhhhh so romantic</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Animals rule my heart</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Story of my life</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Id die to know who it is!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uggggh this one kills me</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Needing people and have them need me is something I personally struggle with</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I know this feeling all too well. Ill never buy non Heinz ketchup and I feel lucky that I can afford it.<br />Thanks for doing your best though, momma.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes! Hope!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hahah right?! I needed to see this!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This one also just hurts my heart... cant imagine</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Always gotta find a good way to look at things. I have lots of people to thank for some important life lessons</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hahaha I know a few folks who should think this way :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(I always drink out of the milk jug. Sorry)</td></tr>
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<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-76514904094764779262013-12-19T13:37:00.003-07:002013-12-19T13:51:16.103-07:00Laceys Ten Days of Christmas- Day 5What a great life it is when you actually cant decide the top 10 moments of your year! This post is putting things in perspective for me big time right now... I feel grateful and a tad undeserving to be honest. This year was a tough one in a lot of ways, with most recently moving out of Fort McMurray, closing our business and the change of a few really important relationships. Life has a way of bringing you back down when you need a time out. 2013 was a year of adventures but Im looking to chill (just a little bit) in 2014 and make a few decisions that are getting a little more necessary as I get a bit older. Twenty seven might be a good time to start considering a career, hey? Haha Here are my Top 10 Memories of 2013! In No order!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1) My 27th Birthday Weekend!</span></div>
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For my birthday weekend, my good friend Maegan flew up to Fort McMurray (with perfect cupcakes in tow, I must add!) and we went out on the town with some of my most fave beauties in the entire world, Jaylene, Kari, Becky and Cassidy. The next day we stopped at the cabin to see Darren and his fam before heading to Edmonton to celebrate Kostons 2nd Birthday and another birthday night out with Lindsay, Clayton, Delshani, Maegan, Craig and Becky at the Red Piano as well as many other Edmonton friends. Such a great weekend surrounded by some amazing people.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kari, Jaylene, Cassidy and I</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Linds, Delshani and I at the Red Piano</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myself, Becky and Maeg at the Red Piano</td></tr>
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In February, I flew out to Toronto to spend some much needed time with my girl Julie. We had a great time that week just hanging out, a few lunches, few evening drinks, and an awesome time at Lady Gaga. We are both big fans of Gaga so sharing this experience together and singing our hearts out between gulps of arena beer was so much fun!</div>
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While I was in Toronto, flights to NYC were only $49 each way so I snagged a ticket and cruised across the border to the Big Apple. I absolutely love New York and all of its glamour (and disgust). Such an interesting place. I did tons of touristy stuff and enjoyed a Broadway show and a Ben Howard concert which was amazing. It was a fun little solo trip and definitely broke up the long winter and soothed my travel itch!</div>
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The secret to not hating EVERY second of winter is to not drive a toboggan on wheels! </div>
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Caring Hearts Camp is a camp for children who are greiving the loss of a loved one. I went to the camp when I was dealing with the loss of my mom so having the opportunity to go back and meet and share those insanely intense and emotional times with grieving kids is the first thing that made me feel like my struggles had a purpose. I cant describe what it feels like, but putting my arms around those kids and feeling their tears through my shirt and knowing that they now know they arent alone.. well, there are just no words. I got this in an email from my director recently and it brought tears to my eyes. It is just THEE most special thing to me. </div>
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My final stop on my summer vaction was to the Veale cabin at Turtle Lake. We have spent many awesome weekends at the cabin over the years, and this was the final one as the cabin has now been sold :(</div>
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This was obviously extremely sad as well, but some of the best times I have ever had at Longshots were in its last month, as it had the NOW OR NEVER vibe and I wasnt as concerned about my professionalism lol Parties were had every weekend leading up to the end, and we created some awesome memories that I never want to forget. Ill miss Longshots, but I know we couldnt have ended it any better.</div>
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Becky and I went on a wild 6-week trip through central and eastern America and Canada. We hit up some mega rad events such as 3 NFL games, 3 NHL games, 2 NBA games, a Kanye West concert, a million bagel shops and two million pubs! SO MUCH FUN! I have more posts on the tour coming up after the 10 Days of Christmas!</div>
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Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-54270155455880050652013-12-18T17:18:00.000-07:002013-12-18T17:26:19.740-07:00Laceys Ten Days of Christmas - Day 4<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">A Few Noteable Inspiring Folks of 2013</span></div>
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Nolan and I met at a wonderful little pub called Longshots many years ago. Over many pints of Rickards Red and love for the Riders, a great friendship blossomed. Sunday breakfasts became our weekly tradition where we would meet up for some omelette's and chat about life. I really should have paid him for the psych work he did for me lol</div>
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I love that Nolan looks you in the eyes when you speak to him, he listens and comments in the most unique way. He has a really solid disposition on life and I love the angles he comes from. He invited me to a theatre writing workshop that we would go to every Sunday. Although Im still kicking myself in the ass for just not coming up with something awesome, Nolan introduced me to many new friends that also changed how I viewed the world. They came from all sorts of different backgrounds than myself so it was a learning experience that I am very grateful for. </div>
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And then to top it all off, Nolans play that he wrote at the workshop totally kicked ass and I got to see him win an award which was awesome. Keep up the great work of challenging yourself, discovering your layers and flourishing where you are planted. You are an inspiration to many and thank you for teaching me to be courageous and to be a better listener and friend. I miss you!</div>
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This ray of sunshine captured my complete attention during an amazing monologue performance at the Fort McMurray One Act Festival. Shortly after the incredible performance, I thought I'd try some yoga after a few bouts of wanting to rip my eyeballs out (good ol life, sometimes!) I walk into the class, setup my little nest, and guess who is the teacher?! Bob! Well, that was her character name. Her name is Patty and she is even better at instructing yoga than acting. Her way of getting so into her practice and being so helpful with beginners just comes so natural to her. I didnt ever feel judged or uncomfortable... only excited for the next class. If you are in Fort Mac, you gotta go see this beauty at Higher Health, Tuesdays at 7. Patty, Im so grateful for the love of yoga that you have stoked in my heart!</div>
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<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-42103062632245007892013-12-16T17:55:00.000-07:002013-12-16T17:55:17.727-07:00Ten Days of Christmas- Day Two<div style="text-align: center;">
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If you are under 16 or over 50, this might not be the blog post for you unless youre feeling a little adventurous! If not, just dont judge me for loving music with bad language, too many naked ladies and drugs and violence. </div>
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This list is mega hard to make! SO many good bands and songs out right now. I made my selection by choosing the ones that speak to me the most or just create a feeling that brings it to life.</div>
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<b>Blood on the Leaves- Kanye West</b><br />
Say what you want about 'Ye... but this guy can make a crazy beat and his Yeezus tour was absolutely outstanding. I laughed, cried, danced and sang my heart out. Music with a message, take it or leave it! (But maybe try New Slaves if you're looking for a more obvious message)<br />
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Check it here http://vimeo.com/73375276<br />
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<b>They All Want You- Lissie</b></div>
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Lissie is the hopeless romantic sweetheart that has totally invaded my iPod over the last few years. She is just so open with her lyrics and her voice is captivating. I just want to be friends with her and go for ice cream and talk about funny shit on Jimmy Fallon.. ya know? Haha probably not. If you like this one, you must check out Wedding Bells on youtube.</div>
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<b>I Was A Fool - Tegan & Sara</b><br />
Oh...the lyrics. We have all been here. Chasing around a lover who doesnt seem to understand or reciprocate, and yet we cant just give up. This album was a tad controversial for T & S fans because of how they changed (or "sold out" as some would say) their sound. This album is definitely more pop-py and polished but its the first album that I have personally loved from cover to cover.<br />
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Check it here http://vimeo.com/74906270<br />
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<b>Drunk In Love- Beyonce</b><br />
This album JUST got released and Im addicted. Queen Bey comments on her "visual album" that music is "all about the single". What she is getting at is how artists release a single, fans go onto iTunes, can purchase that one song, and move along. The purchase and observation, in pop music especially, of an entire album is basically unheard of. So, being the sneaky little sexbomb she is, she released the self titled visual album this week and it is UNREAL. Every song has a video that is badass and her music is always through the roof. She even kept up the tradition of a little bit of Jay on a track or 2 and Drake makes an appearance as well. Amazing. This song specifically is about her and Jay-Z and its just plain sexy! I strongly suggest checking out her video for "Flawless". She brings the heat and the feminist quote in there is eye opening and thought provoking.<br />
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Check it out http://vimeo.com/81929421<br />
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<b>Cant Hold Us- Mackelmore & Ryan Lewis</b><br />
How can you NOT love Mackelmore?! Im a huge creep and follow their stuff pretty close, including him and his fiancee's Instagram accounts and they are the CUTEST. This album is so rad and this song specifically is always the one Ill turn up just a tad louder everytime its on. Not to mention when Im out in the bar with my friends, and this song comes on... its time to hit the D floor!! SWEEP the Grammys, b'ys!!<br />
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Watch the awesome vid here http://vimeo.com/63868557<br />
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<b>Holy Grail- Justin Timberlake and Jay-Z</b><br />
Some say its overplayed, but this one just never gets old to me. My brothers and I always share our new fave tunes and this is the VERY FIRST TIME they actually both loved one of my choices when I showed it to them earlier this summer. You have two of the biggest guys in Musicland collaborating, so it only seems natural that they would not disappoint. I just love how they both stayed true to their styles and yet its so seamless and makes me want to blow my eardrums out with my headphones on full blast. EVERY TIME.<br />
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Check it out here http://vimeo.com/73466621<br />
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<b>Out Of My League- Fitz & The Tantrums</b><br />
Im the asshole Beyonce was talking about when it comes to this one. I ran across this tune in a late night music soul search on iTunes and bought the single (and Im still the asshole because I havent gone back to check out the rest of the album) but I just love this song for a little pick me up... its definitely a toe tapper.<br />
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Check the vid ... http://vimeo.com/64352316<br />
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<b>Hold On, We're Going Home- Drake</b><br />
He's definitely not everyones cup of tea, but I have some mad love for Drake and his many sounds. He has put out a couple big hits since his debut and I hope he stays around for long time. He is backed by some big bosses like Jay-Z so Im sure he will have plenty of time in the spotlight.<br />
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The video is cheeseball to the max but if you're into it.... http://vimeo.com/75477100<br />
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<b>Wildfire- John Mayer</b><br />
John Mayer is up at the top of my all time favourite musicians. The guy has insane talent on the guitar and his ability to write a sweet song (Your Body Is A Wonderland?! ADORABLE!) and even his talent to write a story about the guy who made the submarine just proves his songwriting skills. Although its no "Slow Dancing in a Burning Room", Wildfire is a nice little lighthearted summer jam that I just love swaying around the house to.<br />
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Check it out here during his Letterman performance http://www.vevo.com/watch/john-mayer/wildfire-live-on-letterman/USQX91301885<br />
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<b>Buzzcut Season- Lorde</b><br />
This young lady just came flying out of the gates and Ive been enjoying her entire album since I heard her first big hit "Royals". This song has some really cool sounds and Im a sucker for tunes with some solid bass and beat. But arent we all. You cant listen to it and not get a little shoulder move goin' on!<br />
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<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-63930566418475938852013-12-15T12:59:00.004-07:002013-12-15T12:59:45.306-07:00Ten Days of Christmas- Day OneHey Babes!<br />
I had this idea to do "Laceys 13 Days of Christmas" with my top 13 of 13 different topics but I already screwed up because its only 10 days til Christmas. So, it will be my 10 days of Christmas and it probably wont make much sense but whaaatteevvver... thats what happens when you are unemployed and back home for a month. I plan on growing into the couch and loving every minute of it.<br />
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Ill start Day One with my Top 10 Christmas Pics, just to get us in the spirit!<br />
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Thanksgiving has got to be my favourite holiday.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I get the turkey and my family but
don’t have the snow or bullshit to put up with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its like what Christmas was meant to be before money got
involved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s the one day of the
year where Facebook status’ don’t make you nauseated and everyone seems
genuinely thankful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For me, its
also a lot less nostalgic than Christmas, which has made it easier for me to
spend away from home with friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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I am also so thankful
for my amazing friends and family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I was going to name specific people here, but I actually cant because there
are just so many people who make a difference in my life. I have amazing groups of friends that are there for me through the good times, the bad times, the times where I need some creative inspiration, when I need to cry, when I need a good workout or anything else you can imagine. My family.. well they are so unique and appreciated. Never once in my life have I woke up and didnt know that someone loved me, and thats to their credit. I talk to my brothers almost everyday and Im so lucky to have so many cousins whose life Im a big part of. Thankful. My kindhearted boyfriend who leaves the porch light on for me every night and the little mutt that greets me at the door.....Thankful. Having a job, good health, having passion for my life.... Thankful.</div>
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This year, I am especially thankful for new beginnings.<span> </span>The holiday, this year, has happened to land its peaceful little day amidst an emotional and somewhat stressful time in my life.<span> </span>As most of you may know, our business is closing its doors for good this upcoming Friday and I will be taking a leap of faith in just mere days.<span> </span>I am moving away from Fort McMurray and the life I have created here.<span> </span>With every closed door, another opens and I am looking forward to a change.<span> </span>I vowed to myself to never again wake up to a life I wasn’t proud of, and I plan to make this change now.<span> </span>I have learned so much over the last years, and I am so thankful for that I can take those lessons with me and start a new chapter.</div>
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Many days I wake up and wonder what I ever did to deserve the life I have. Thank you to all of you who have carved this heart a little more. Thankful.</div>
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<!--EndFragment-->Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-13378979357543908362013-10-03T01:01:00.000-06:002013-10-03T01:13:16.286-06:00My First Half Marathon!<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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So as some of you may know, I ran my very first and quite
possibly the last half marathon of my life this past weekend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I signed up with my cousins Lindsay and
Craig in February and had intentions to be Donovan Bailey in the “almost a
year” I had to train.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well god
knows that only lasted so long and next thing you know, its Easter and I'm
downing chocolate bunnies and mashed potatoes like its my day job.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A few more months of Bud Light filled
summer nights and next thing you know, this race is creeping up and it started
cramping my style.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My friends
Jaylene and Kari and myself started some challenges on the Nike Running app
(awesome shit, btw) and that helped for a bit until the harsh and painful
discovery of shin splints in BOTH legs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Well, Ive heard of these throughout my somewhat athletic life and
thought the people whining about them were just being wimps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, I was wrong.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These puppies suck BAD.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>SO after multiple treatments from
multiple pro’s, I was in good enough shape to kill these measly 22 kilometres…
so I thought lol…. I barely got my ass across that finish line and when I did, I almost tripped, then I barfed, and then I cried intermittently for four bloody hours.</div>
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Lets just say, I learned a few lessons. </div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #1 – Train properly</span></b></div>
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Leaving the training for the last minute was obviously a bad
call… these races take months to prep for, not just weeks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When you start cramming, you start
getting injuries.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Start waaaay
ahead of time and put the effort into the individual workouts. For example,
stretching before and after is hugely important.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The lack of that was the #1 culprit of the shin splints. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>Lesson #2- The power of ones mind</b></span></div>
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Seriously!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
mind games I played with myself were OUT OF CONTROL! The negative thoughts
constantly battling positive thoughts would rival a clip from UFC. I was
honestly surprised that the jerk of a devil that was sitting on my shoulder had
so much to say that day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Luckily,
the angel on the other side won the fight but not without trying. I also
learned that I think too much about EVERYTHING.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I learned this<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>because every time I tried to take my mind off the physical act of
running, I had nothing else to think about because everything I could think to
think of, I’d already thought about to the millionth degree.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">need</i> to find more resting time for this noggin.</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #3- The Power of Rock Tape and my amazing doctors</span></b><br />
Due to some previous injuries, I have been forced to find some doctors to help
me get back to my A game and this has not been a fun search.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am stoked to say now that I have some
awesome people who work magic on this old, creaky bod.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Angie at Clearwater Physio helps me
with my hip issue and helped me with my stretches and acupuncture for my shin
splints.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Connie at Higher Health
rubs out these muscles with some intense massage therapy (and an amazing
relaxation sesh post race!) and Amanda at Higher Health with acupuncture and
cupping.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am a HUGE fan of the
acupuncture and completely believe in finding more natural types of treatment as
opposed to just taking pills.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Cupping was very interesting and provided immediate relief so I will
definitely try that again if need be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Final shout out is to my go-to guy, my awesome chiropractor, Dr. Pilling
at Core in Sherwood Park.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
answers my millions of annoying questions, keeps me aligned and functioning,
and doesn’t complain too much about working on my usually furry legs (lol I
swear its just coincidence!)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
used the Graston Technique on me for my shin splints and it also provided
immediate relief.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He also taped me
up with rock tape the day before the race and I can honestly say that my left
shin feels almost perfect.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>THANK
YOU!</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #4- The Power of Encouragement</span></b></div>
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I felt like a little bit of rocket fuel shot out my soles
every time someone cheered me on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I also cried <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">every</i> time lol!</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #5- Animals are Rad</span></b></div>
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This isnt really a lesson because I already knew this, but I saw so many animals on my trek and every time I just
smiled and wanted to run a little more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It was like they were out there encouraging me as well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They just make me happy so it was a
nice little treat to see little squirrels boltin’ around town.</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #6- Don’t Judge</span></b></div>
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This is obvious, right?! Well its easier said than
done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every time someone older
than me or someone with an ass a little chunkier than mine ran by, I would get
all annoyed and think that I should be ahead of them. I had to give myself shit
a few times for that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Those people
obviously worked a lot harder than I did to be where they were and they all
kicked the shit out of my time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
has nothing to do with your outfit or the size of your ass… it’s the size of
your determination.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While I was
drinking beer all summer, they were working.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am truly proud of every participant out there because that
was no easy task.</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #7-Don’t Give Up</span></b></div>
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It would have been really easy to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was cold and windy and I felt sick
to my stomach but this was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">my</i>
journey, and I had to do my best.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Even if it meant walking the last 10km, crossing that finish line had to
be done.</div>
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Yup, after I almost wiped out trying to jump across the
finish line, I barfed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And people
laughed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And laughed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And laughed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And so did I.</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #9- My Friends Are Awesome</span></b></div>
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Seriously, though.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The support throughout training, on race day, at the finish line, and
post race was amazing!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My
boyfriend even bought me flowers!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Thanks to everyone for the encouragement! … and all the “likes”!</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Lesson #10- What I Got Back</span></b></div>
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After the race, I got a little more than sore hip flexors
and a long sleeved t-shirt. I completed a huge goal and the self satisfaction
from that is unparalleled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It feels really good to have made a goal and completed it, even though I
was a bit nervous and unprepared.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Ill definitely never forget the feeling of crossing that finish line!</div>
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Taking lessons from experiences is what life is all
about.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had a great time learning
about the running community and had a great time laughing in line ups before
the race asking the fellow runners if they “were ready to die?!” and sharing my
Skittles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I also learned
that running is not just a sport of breathing and moving your legs, but a
completely psychological sport of discipline and determination.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have definitely developed a new
respect.</div>
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Overall, a great weekend with greater people.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Having the race in my old stomping
grounds of Banff made it extra special, too emotional and beyond fun.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Seeing all my old friends warmed the soul and all of the hugs and love tied up the weekend with a big heartfelt bow. Thank you xoxox</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My cutest #1 fans</td></tr>
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If going to the gym and a living a healthy lifestyle were
easy tasks, we would all be walking around in sports bras and short
shorts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Truth is, I feel most
comfortable in last seasons snowsuit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The healthy lifestyle is an uphill battle for this
broad.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t really understand
the issue though.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I drink “light”
beer all the time and it doesn’t seem to help!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s a joke, kids.</div>
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The truth is that it f^&(*^@ sucks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It sucks ass.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hate it, and Im not going to deny it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love sports but unfortunately my
volleyball season isn’t an all season sport and slo-pitch just isn’t for
me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The fact that it is sponsored
by Labatt might make you think otherwise but the truth is that I don’t like to
mix fitness-y stuff with booze.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>That’s a waste of my time as I save my booze time for my socializing
time every few weekends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Finding
something you love to do to keep fit is not an easy task for those of us who
would rather have a Chihuahua chew on your achilles than walk to the corner
store for the latest flavour of Lay’s (PS- The new perogy chips are bloody
amazing and I cant wait to try the grilled cheese flavoured ones lol)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So what is the secret? I really don’t
know.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But I can share what does
and ESPECIALLY what doesn’t work for me.</div>
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You really gotta find shit that inspires you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For example, today Lululemon released some new sports bra ads on their
website. It shows fit babes getting up in the AM, strapping in their girls,
grabbing a piece of fruit and hitting the dusty trail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its simple, but to me showed the
simplicity, the healthiness, and the beauty of determination (and the abs didn’t
hurt either)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> **Watch it here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvbM4N3BlJ4*** </span>Pinterest has also
been great for finding good workouts, especially if you are targeting certain
areas or need time-based workouts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I for one, do not have time to wander aimlessly around a gym all night
so I cant imagine finding gym time for those of you who actually have a life.</div>
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I wrote a post in the past about not finding your
inspiration out of spite, trying to create jealousy or to look good for someone
else. You need to do it for you and you only.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That sounds as cheesy as KD (Mmmmm) but its seriously so
true.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Trust me on this as every
single time I have went on a fitness kick (a million) before the last 2 years
or so, it was all because of trying to lose weight because I was running into
an old flame, someone called me chubby, or bikini season was around the
corner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What happened was a short
lived burst of psychotic healthy gym behaviour followed by binging on white
cheddar popcorn and root beer slurpees while crying in bed watching the cow die
in the 1996 smash hit Twister.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>SO WHAT.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I happen to love
Helen Hunt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s besides
the point. Im still chubby.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Im
still forty f’in pounds heavier than I want. But…. I lost 17 pounds earlier
this year, and Ive kept off 10.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If
youre good at math, youre wondering what happened to the other 7 pounds.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its back on the ass, y’all!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And you know why?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Cause I have barely moved since April.
You know why? Because I went home for the holidays.</div>
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<b>Falling-Off-The-Wagon Reason #1 – Holidays</b></div>
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You are not a dog.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You don’t deserve seconds on grandmas Easter apple pie because you
listened to her talk about her parakeet for the last hour.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>IF YOURE GOING TO EAT TWO PIECES OF
PIE, DO IT BECAUSE YOU DAMN WELL WANT TO.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Don’t hesitate and squirm around in your chair while salivating.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just fuckin do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And then put on your sneakers after
grandma is tucked in and go crush a 5km jog.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Don’t sit on your ass watching Pay It Forward (although
that’s another great Helen Hunt flick) and crying over the hail damage on your
thighs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You’ve earned that
cellulite.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You physically grew
that shit all by yourself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Go do
something about it if you hate it so much.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Don’t hate your body for what YOU did to it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Like Baz Luhrman said, it’s the best
instrument you will ever have, so go jack up that bod and quit shoving buns and
treats down your gullet because its Christmas or maybe next year Santa will be
bringing you some Slim Fast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Stay
focused on your plan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You’ve
likely been doing great up to this point and now is not the time to stop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Treat yourself within reason and stay
on track.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And if you have any tips
on successfully doing this, fill me in because this is my #1 FAIL ZONE</div>
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Sooo I get back home and didn’t get back to the gym.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have no reason or excuse, just too
lazy to make the time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then the
gym flooded and its actually STILL closed and wont be re-opening until
September.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Im not sure if
it’s a blessing or a curse that I signed up for a half marathon, that I have NO
business being in, at the end of September…but that’s hanging over my head like
a huge fat kid screaming at me every day which has been motivating.</div>
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<b>Staying <i>On</i> The Wagon Reason #1- Sign Yourself<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Up for Stupid Shit</b></div>
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If signing up for a 5km is going to get you burning rubber
on the nearest treadmill, then go do it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Since I do have a rather large streak of competitiveness, not coming in
last or having an asthma attack of the start line is quite a motivator.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Anyone can do a 5km without barely ANY
training, so go sign up for the CIBC Run for the Cure in cities everywhere in
October.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s a great start and
you feel like less of a skid because you can do some fundraising for Breast
Cancer all while burning off last nights caramel centre, peanut covered
drumstick.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<b>Staying-On-The-Wagon Reason #2 Eating Bad is ACTUALLY Gross</b></div>
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Think about it, what are you putting into your body? Your body doesnt <i>want</i> McDonalds. It doesnt want to digest a bunch of grease and cheese. Your
health is ALL YOU HAVE.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You take
your health away and you can’t enjoy shit all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Think of your worst lack-of-health moment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For me, it was a broken ankle in grade
nine and I couldn’t participate in sports for about 6 months and it was so
shitty.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not only did it suck
because I couldn’t play sports, but it affected my social life because it was
hard for me to chase boys around.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>While everyone was playing dodge ball, I had to sit, by myself, pre-iPhone
days, on the sidelines .<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s
bloody blasphemy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s what life
will be like ALL THE TIME when you fill up with infections and diseases from
being a lazy corn dog eating machine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>IT WILL SUCK. And you will probably have cats in numbers of 4 or more. </div>
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<b>Staying-On-The-Wagon Reason #3- Make Yourself Accountable</b></div>
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Its probably the most annoying thing in the world, but
writing things down is helpful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
keep a little notebook in my gym bag that I write down my workouts (time and
style of cardio, sets and reps and weight of weightlifting) and I also write my
weight in once a week and also how I felt that day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If I started on the treadmill and felt like garbage, I would
take it easy and write down that I felt terrible.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I would also write down how much water I was drinking and
what I was eating in a different book and even keep track of my sleeping on the
SleepCycle app (Thanks, Borks) and when I was feeling real crazy, I could go
back in and find out why I had good or bad workouts, relating it to my
sleep/food/water intake. This sucks, I know, but you actually feel kind of
proud writing in your good days and seeing your progress EVERYDAY.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I also have a calendar I mark with a /
for working out and a \ for healthy eating and I try to get at least 20 X’s a
month.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its fun, surprisingly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also, if your budget allows, I save all
my wrist bands from the gym and put them aside.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are worth $2 each for my next fitness splurge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Makes it fun to work towards lululemons
new summer tops, a new pair of kicks or whatever else you need that is fitness
related.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can even make each
bracelet worth .25 or whatever you can afford.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe even make a contest with a friend that whoever hits 20
workouts first gets a free lunch at your favourite place. I don’t know, think
of your own shit, I gave you enough ideas now!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Im currently working towards a Polar watch.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You may have noticed that Im speaking
in past tense.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s because I
fell off the wagon in April and tonight it took a painful climb to get back on.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I put stones into a glass to keep a physical reference of how far I have come and how much more to go</td></tr>
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I was motivated today after one of my clients came into the
salon this morning and we had a real good chat over bleach fumes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Shes in her forties and has a
rockin bod.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All she does is long
distance running (3-5 hours a week) and travels once a year somewhere in the
world to run half and full marathons.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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sheperd, running out of water, running around construction sites and inhaling
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It all started with a intro to a makeup line in my salon where they talked, in depth, about "parabens" and the health risks that have been linked to them. Nothing scientific, yet, of course. This brings me to my first point.. why the hell do we feel the need to not listen to things until the facts are all scientific? Case in point: How long did humans use formaldehyde before we realized it is a human carcinogen? How about the birth control Norplant, the FDA gave it the okay for 11 years before taking it off the market due to tens of thousands of filed lawsuits... how about asbestos? Need I go on? The truth is that we are obviously not quick enough to pick out what ingredients are killing us, and I don't really feel like being the guinea pig anymore. <br />
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I don't remember the exact stat, but it was something like 90% of breast cancer tumour tissue contains parabens. There was also an alarming stat about breast cancer tumours in the outer upper breast tissue linked to antiperspirants. Is all the hype true? I don't know. But I bet there was someone out there who questioned formaldehyde at one point too, and they are probably in a grave right now. Hahaha that's a bit extreme but I know you get what I'm saying. Who is doing our research? Do they have the information they need to know to keep us healthy? Can they be trusted? I'm not going to touch on conspiracy theories, but there are tons out there. I'm not saying be paranoid, but its YOUR body. You only get one, and its likely the best its ever going to be RIGHT NOW so why would we just put it in the hands of somebody else? <br />
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Ive made the switch to natural toothpaste, soap/body wash and lotion with <i>ease</i>. I actually prefer these products over the old ones and haven't looked back yet. I'm trying the deodorant but holy hell, this one is tough! Ive been using an anti-perspirant since day one so sweat freaks me out. I'm not even a "sweater" so I'm <i>really</i> unsure how that would work out for the ladies and gents that are. Although, most men usually use deodorants. I salute you guys!<br />
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I really wanted to talk about food here as well but I really don't think I am informed enough in this area to be preaching on about it. I have mega issues with the meat industry so I took over that area and conformed to a veghead and love it. However, I am NOT unaware of the issues with soy protein and I am constantly reading/watching/researching on those ingredients as well. I really wish it was easier and more sustainable to acquire meat and produce from local farmers and stay away from the mass producers. My view on that is pretty simple. A single box of Kraft Dinner tastes better than when you have to make 10 boxes in the same pot. Same goes for groceries as far as I am concerned. I am fully aware of the needs of mass production due to our overwhelming population and lack of rural settlements, but this urban girl will never stop looking for healthier choices. <br />
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Ill be doing more research and posting my findings! Love to hear your feedback so keep it coming!<br />
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<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-80076074702875757132013-07-01T13:08:00.001-06:002013-07-01T13:08:25.749-06:00Oh CanadaToday is my second favourite Canadian Holiday, Canada Day. Thanksgiving only giving it the slight edge because of all the awesome food. Growing up, Canada Day meant freedom from the backyard and a day trip with some cousins and friends to the goose shit filled, but amazing, Wascana Park. The first words that come to mind are hot dogs, flags, popsicles, watermelon, red, face painting, face tattoos (not Mike Tyson style, I mean the little red maple leaf temps), parades and everybodys favourite, the fireworks. As I got older, it meant drinking few more Molson products than the average Saturday night and a taxi ride home. It is just always such a good day because everyone loves to celebrate a birthday, especially when its an awesome birthday for an awesome country. Thats quite the personification, although it doesnt really feel that way.<br />
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In the last few years, I was lucky enough to put the saying "distance makes the heart grow fonder" to the test. I packed up the backpack and took off to do some exploring around the globe. As amazing as it was to experience these cultures, I really did miss Canada. And I know what youre thinking.. you think I just missed home because of the Kraft Dinner. Well, that was 90% of it. But I can tell you one thing, I will never take a flushing toilet and warm water for granted ever again!! Nor will I ever pack that bloody bag again without a few boxes of KD and an Oh Henry ever again! <br />
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Part of my world trip was to the pristine country of Norway to see our family farm and see some relatives that stayed behind when the others came to America. They say my great grandma came to Canada because of the bad economy but Im sure its because she couldnt handle the price of beer anymore! Although life in Norway would have been wonderful as well, I am grateful for my life in Canada and the opportunity here. And Im especially grateful for beers that dont cost $17 a pop. <br />
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I also think its pretty awesome that when you google "funny Canada", all the memes that pop up are people making fun of us for our healthcare, our love of hockey, Tim Hortons, living in igloos or the 1000 pictures of bears and moose. You dont see anything about violence, and theres only a few making fun of Harper (which are all awesome, btw) We live in a country of freedom to choose virtually everything, to access an education, to live any life we want to work for and a country that accepts others and makes room for everyone. We are <i>so blessed. </i><br />
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Ill leave you with a few pics and I hope you enjoy this wonderful day!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This made me laugh so hard. For those of you that dont watch the show, its about how a guy sells meth to <br />make money for his family while hes dying of cancer.</td></tr>
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<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-29216147603396947162013-06-18T16:05:00.002-06:002013-06-18T16:44:32.747-06:00My Pinterest Craft Night : Planters<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Im a super huge nerd when it comes to the arts. I love all things crafts and creativity. </div>
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So when I saw this project on Pinterest, I was intrigued immediately because </div>
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a) I had the pails and b) I needed planters</div>
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These were the materials I needed:</div>
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Tile, grout, a pail or something to cover, and I also used a hot glue gun.</div>
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Note that this project isnt exactly wallet friendly. The 12x12 coloured glass tiles are about $16 for what you see there and the larger brown tiles were about $6. The grout was $30 so when its all said and done, each pail costs about $25. And I lucked out with the free pails.</div>
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This is the mixed up grout. I used my whisk attachment (dumb idea) and just mixed it in the pail I was usuing because I didnt want to ruin my nice kitchen dishes. I just eyeballed the consistency, adding water slowly. I needed it a little bit thicker than what the directions specified.</div>
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Because I was doing a pail and not something that could dry flat, I first glue gunned the tiles onto the pail to prevent them from sliding as they are all on a mesh backing which is quite heavy to be held by the grout alone.</div>
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The lovely Becky was whippin' up an amazing dinner in the meantime!</div>
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This is what the pail looked like after all the tiles were glued on.</div>
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Then I put the grout between all the cracks. This is where you want it a little bit thicker,<br />
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Beckys awesome dinner completed! Zucchini, pepper and kale with a yogurt curry sauce with </div>
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I gave it some time to dry and then came back in with a wet cloth to polish up the tiles</div>
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The Before and After!</div>
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It was an overall fun project but I definitely underestimated the cost and the mess! If I did it again, it would be an outdoor project (complete with garden hose) and I would likely only do it if I had scraps left over from a household reno. Ill have to add another photo of the pail on my steps filled with my birthday flowers from Aunty Janice!</div>
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I should also get a grout sealer to keep the grout dry and prevent it from dissolving, but that means another trip down to Rona which isn't likely in the near future. Do as I say, not as I do ;)</div>
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Here was some progress in the first 2 weeks of planting my seeds! My "Jesus Bean" went wild and was growing like crazy and wound itself right around my venetian blinds!!</div>
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So now you are probably wondering how big are they now? Well I had some issues with moving them into a different pot and getting them outside. So with that being said, they are all in pretty rough shape. If I can get them back to life, I will be the master of all things produce! (fat chance)<br /><br /></div>
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After rolling in from Easter vacation, the only thing green in my house was the bag of bread. Except for this big ol' green thumb now! I came across some herb kits in Rona this afternoon and thought Id test my skills. So far the only plant Ive been successful with is the plastic one on my kitchen table. It was a step by step kit from Simple Garden and it was a pretty fun and easy project. If you have kids that arent TOTAL dumbasses, this is for you!</div>
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This is what the snazzy little kits look like. The big one is for tomatoes and basil. This one cost $30</div>
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I got these seeds from the Good Friday church service in Saskatoon. Im gonna grow some beans and hopefully a pumpkin. Ill be sending some home to you Curtis, Nic and Lou!</div>
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You put the big soil bricks in a bucket thats quite a bit larger than the bricks themselves, add the water and watch these puppies expand. Its pretty cool!</div>
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It comes with this snazzy little plotting guide so you know how far apart to plant the seeds. It also comes with a measuring stick so that you know how deep the seeds need to be planted.</div>
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I tried to plant a Mini Egg. Wish me luck!</div>
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This is what I look like when Im stoked that I have successfully wasted 30 mins!</div>
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Those little nasty seeds that get stuck in your teeth are good for something...</div>
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making MORE seeds to get stuck in your teeth!</div>
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Ill update you in a few weeks time as to how the development is coming along. Im going to go ahead and assume that next time I check on them that the neighbours cat will have left a treat and it will be covered in mould but heres hopin'.</div>
<br />Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755441900798216429.post-10093688827526924192013-02-17T18:57:00.000-07:002013-02-17T19:14:17.153-07:00Toronto to New York <br />
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I am currently on a good ol West Jet flight, full of Newfies
in white Oakley’s, heading back to my current home of Fort Mac.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I got on a flight this
morning from Toronto with red eyes…the usual.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every time I leave people I love, it’s a bigger water works
show than the Bellagio fountains.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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My latest trip was to Toronto with a brief escape to New
York City.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There is no denying it,
the west side of Canada talks so much shit about Toronto that I honestly
expected nothing other than another huge, smoggy city full of self centered and
rude well dressed people scurrying around like little mice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I gotta say that I was pleasantly
surprised with my introduction to the city.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I thought it was a friendly place with awesome and eclectic
shops and restaurants scattered among unique and colorful neighborhoods.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Having the city shoulder to shoulder
with Lake Ontario, it took away from the claustrophobic big city feel and my
skin really appreciated as I stopped shedding like Goldmember for the week.</div>
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Obviously, adding a reunion with my best friend to the
equation made the trip what it was meant to be. A hilarious, fun, exciting and drunken
hell of a time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A couple nights we
took it easy and enjoyed some good conversation but we also had a few
adventures.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Our first main outing
was to a Raptors/Celtics game, which was amazing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have never been to a NBA game and I am stoked that I got
to experience with Jules because we played basketball together throughout high
school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We both share a passion
for the sport, large beers, red and black clothes and tall athletic men.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just kidding?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was a close game but the Celtics squeaked out with the
win.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But lets get real; the real
winner was Coors Light with the $14.50 beers. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And us too, of course because we made the JumboTron.</div>
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Our next outing involved our passports and a badass rental
car.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We cruised down to Buffalo,
New York, as I scored some AMAZING tickets (4<sup>th</sup> row, centre, behind
the Sabers bench) for only $80 a pop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have been to quite a few NHL games and besides the
excitement of watching my husband Sidney Crosby play; this was by far the best
game I have ever been to.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Canadiens were leading 2-4 going into the 3<sup>rd</sup> and the Sabers
came back to tie it up, forcing some overtime which was great because we still
had full drinks to finish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No goal
in OT pushed it into a shootout with the Sabers beating Montreal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Always fun to have a home win when you
are visiting a city.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I made the
JumboTron again (although it was just my hand, it still counts!) and we were
spotted on TSN high fiving some Buffalo fans.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>FUN.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We then
ventured out to a few pubs and made some new friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Buffalo was a strange city.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt like I was in a small, poor ghost town so I was very
shocked when someone told me the population was over a mill…. I feel like I
should double-check that.</div>
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On the way home, we stopped at Niagara Falls but thanks to
storm Nemo, we couldn’t see shit all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>We took some pictures in front of the white wall of snow and then headed
out with a brief stop at a sketchy psychic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She told me I was going to live a long life so I wasn’t
scared about driving in the snow storm (just kidding, that broad was cray, and
she was also wrong about a few other things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And besides, would she actually tell me that I was going to
be turned into jam in a few hours if she did actually know?)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Anyways, after a few hours of me
dropping f bombs at the Ontario drivers who cant drive in snow (they were NON
STOP braking on icy snowy roads instead of just slowing down casually) we made
it back to Julies beautiful little place alive and well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Up next was the Lady Gaga concert.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Unfortunately for all of us, our friend and Julies
sis-in-law, Chelsi, was supposed to fly in for the show but her flight was
cancelled due to the storm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Super
shitty!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We dressed up unusually
tacky with big hair and slutty lipstick and pranced over to the ACC to rock
out, sing, dance and get inspired by the always positive and encouraging Lady
Gaga.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She is an amazing performer…
an amazing singer, dancer and pianist.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She came out riding a white horse.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Yes, a horse. WTF.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then the
horse even head banged! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then
somewhat to a surprise, she came crawling out of a giant vagina to “Born this
Way”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Props for creativity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The rest of the show was as equally
creative and exciting and we sang and danced and had an awesome time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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We spent the next day chilling in TO and I took off on a
little adventure to the top of the CN Tower and for a stroll down Yonge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was really impressed with the
downtown.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After I grabbed a latte
and a cookie, I strolled through the streets and in and out of shops and
absolutely loved it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There are so
many independent retailers and restaurants lining the streets.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I could have spent days wandering
through all the streets but lets get real, I was on the hunt for some Asian
takeout.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Found a little
joint and ordered up some tofu and crashed early as I was on my way to the Big
Apple in the am.</div>
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This was my second trip to NYC so luckily; I knew exactly
what I wanted to do and how to make it happen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Once I landed and taxied in to the hotel, I immediately
headed down to the Ground Zero memorial where I spent some time at the
fountains reading names and remembering.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>My heart felt exceptionally heavy standing in a place where such
powerful events took place.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
took me back to the exact moment I was when I heard the terrible news that
September 11<sup>th</sup> morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I didn’t feel angry standing there, like some have asked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Besides complete and utter sadness, my main thoughts were
around peace, and how different people can feel so misunderstood and feel such
strong reasoning to do something so extreme.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It scared me, knowing there is a group out there that
thought, and continue to think, that those terrorist attacks were <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">the right thing to do</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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I spent some time at St. Paul’s Chapel and the Trinity church
where the silence of these masterpieces is mind blowing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To walk in off of Wall Street into
complete silence and beauty is truly breathtaking.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I then hiked around down and around Wall St, making stops at
the Trump tower and New York Stock Exchange. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After a quick Starbucks run, I shopped my face off for a
couple hours before dropping off the goods at the hotel and getting ready for
the Ben Howard concert.</div>
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An old friend introduced me to Ben Howard not too long ago
and it was love at first listen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He plays acoustic, self-written songs about love and life and
friendships and everything else in between.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His show was extremely heart felt and amazing and I enjoyed
every second listening to him play.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The walk home felt heavy and mystic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The city was foggy and cool and it brought out some weird
emotions in me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I truly feel like
New York City is so powerful because of its ability to minimize you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The city is unsympathetic, industrious
and unavailable yet powerful and luminary.</div>
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The next morning I walked down West 48<sup>th</sup> to 5<sup>th</sup>
Avenue where I strolled past the designer shops and looked in awe at the window
displays.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I stopped at the New
York Public Library, the official Yankees Clubhouse, Grand Central Station and
then the Empire State Building.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
cruised up to the top and spent some time taking photos of the amazing
Manhattan skyline.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After my visit
there, I stopped at Bryant Park for tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich
while thinking about the history of the park that I learned when author Malcolm
Gladwell recently spoke of when visiting Fort McMurray.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That night I went to the Broadway
musical “Wicked” which was an amazing show.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Wicked is the prequel to “The Wizard of Oz” and told the
story of how the witch became wicked and where the characters of the lion, tin
man and scarecrow came from.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>After the show, I walked to the Rockefeller center to get some more
photos of Manhattan by night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Gorgeous views that I will never forget.</div>
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In the morning I grabbed a bagel and a tea and took a stroll
through Central park and fed some squirrels and birds and watched the
horses.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt like I was in a
dream.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wish I had some more time
there but I had to grab a few items before my time was up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I did a bit more shopping and ended my
busy touring with a visit to the Museum of Modern Art where my favourite
artist, Edvard Munch, had a featured exhibit that I was able to see for the
second time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His gallery is
extremely intense and personal and has a way of demanding your attention.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love his artwork.</div>
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After an “interesting” cab ride to the airport, I was glad
to be up and on my way back to the motherland of Canada.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I compare New York city to the summer
fair, where you cant wait to go, spend all day eating pizza and pretzels,
spending obscene amounts of money on useless shit, have a great time, but come
home feeling exhausted, broke and like you want to scrub yourself down with
paint thinner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s the city where
you blow your nose and your Kleenex is black and all you did was shop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Its nasty... but amazing.</div>
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While Im really trying to crack down on the reason I am missing meals, I realize its because I simply dont make time for eating. When Im laying in bed, deciding what time to set my alarm in the morning, I never incorporate an extra 10 mins to have breakfast because I would rather sleep an extra 10 mins and starve all morning (Im a sleep addict) Terrible, terrible habit.<br />
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So now when I go to the grocery store, I stock up on lots of fruits and vegetables and when I get home I cut everything up and start portioning out servings in little Ziploc bags. Now I have zero excuse for not eating breakfast, because even if I am running late, I can just open the fridge, toss a bag or two of fruits and veggies into my purse and run out the door.<br />
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Day 8- <br />
Breakfast- Strawberry, banana, and orange smoothie with protein powder and YOGURT! Yay!<br />
Lunch- Wild rice, edamame and a big bowl of salad!<br />
Dinner- I was at Earls so I had the Prawn Dynamite roll with no prawn and a green salad. With a tea, no cream or sugar<br />
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Snacked on walnuts and veggies between meals. <br />
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I also ran 5k and beat my last best time by 15 seconds!<br />
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Day 9-<br />
Breakfast- Same old delicious smoothie!<br />
Lunch- Rice and vegetables<br />
Dinner- More friggin vegetables with vegetable soup lol<br />
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Snacked on some almonds today.<br />
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I walked to the hockey game instead of driving (20 min walk) and it was actually nice. Put my headphones in and I was there before I knew it. I brought my own little bag of grapes and organic sugar free lemonade to the hockey game so I wouldnt be so tempted by all the poutines and ice cream and beer all around me! However, I did manage to get my hands on a little bag of unbuttered popcorn. It was a lot better than the unbuttered popcorn I make at home so Im pretty sure something was on it. But I tried my best to get it as healthy as possible.. and thats a lot more than I can say for what I would have normally done 2 weeks ago! Progress!<br />
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Here are some photos of my pre-cut and portioned fruit bags!<br />
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The ones in my freezer are 1/2 banana, 1/2 orange and a cup of strawberries. I also took my yogurt tubs and poured them into muffin tins making a little yogurt puck. I added one of those to every bag as well. Now I dont have to worry about pulling things out and making a mess. One bag. Thats all. Toss it in the blender with two scoops of protein powder and a cup of water and bang. Done!<br />
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Yesterday was Day 6 and Im not going to lie, Im getting a little lazy and my creativity is dwindling. That lasted long lol. So yesterday I had a strawberry protein smoothie and added in flax seed and agave nectar. I also had a little bit of fresh pineapple. Then I went down to the bar for work and I may or may have not have had a french fry in sambal sauce dipped in ranch dressing on accident? Not too bad of a screw up! I also had a bowl of my veggie soup and then headed back down to Fuji Sushi house for another order of the cucumber avocado rolls and a green salad. Also drank lots of green tea and water and then had some strawberries for a snack later on. So like I said, its become a little repetitive.<br />
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Then today I really screwed up. I woke up a little later than usual because I was up SO late last night and then had to rush downtown to the movie theatre to just barely make it in time for the Titanic 3D matinee! Soooo I skipped breakfast :s But instead of breakfast, I once again had a small popcorn with no butter and a bottle of water. Surprisingly filling. Today is one of my favourite holidays, Easter, so Ive been cooking up a storm for my boyfriend and his sister. Im making a ham, scalloped potatoes and roasted zucchini, carrots and green string beans. I also made roasted rosemary potatoes for myself as I cant have the scalloped potatoes and I dont eat ham. Arent I just a treat to cook for, hey? Hahaha! <br />
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Im a little bitchy these days but Im not convinced its the diet! Looking forward to adding a little protein back in tomorrow with low fat sugar free yogurt and fat free cottage cheese. I wish my family in Norway could ship me the good, healthy stuff!<br />
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Hope you guys all had a great Easter and God bless you and your family especially today!<br />
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But seriously... how bad I am craving cheese is actually freaking me out. I am adjusting well without sugar and surprisingly without peanut butter... but cheese... omg. I would demolish a Costco size bag of Zesty Cheese Doritos in about 2.2 secs. given the opportunity. My dreams are filled with Kraft dinner and this smoked pepper gouda I had in the Netherlands. Regular Kraft dinner, Spiral Kraft Dinner, white cheddar Kraft Dinnner, cheddar and tomato Kraft Dinner. Grilled cheese sandwiches.... grilled cheese sandwiches with Doritos inside!! Oohhhh myyyyyyy<br />
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Today is Day 5. Going by fairly quickly surprisingly, thank goodness. I can add dairy back on Monday but Im honestly scared to after this cheese issue Im having. Maybe I need to keep it out of my life for awhile because<i> cleary</i>, the word moderation, at this point, is merely a word. <br />
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Yesterday I had an orange and some strawberries for breakfast because I had slept in a little and now breakfast was running into my lunch. So for lunch I decided to make some soup. Chopped up celery, cabbage, green beans, cauliflower, brocolli, onions, garlic and then added a can of corn niblets and some left over rice with some vegetable stock. Soup turned out awesome but the whole time I was dreaming of buttered bread to go with it. For dinner I hit up the local sushi restaurant and thoroughly enjoyed some cucumber avocado rolls. They are so good and I felt full and satisfied. Throughout the day I snacked on fresh strawberries and almonds and then I met up with Kari where she gave me some delicious chocolate balls that worked into our diet. Check out the recipe here http://www.oscarssandwiches.com/. Delicious and healthy. I even saved two for today :)<br />
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This morning I put an orange, a cup of strawberries and a cup of fresh pineapple into the blender with some dairy free protein powder and a little bit of water with some flax seed. Delicious. For lunch, a vegetable salad with greek dressing and then MORE cucumber avocado sushi rolls with edamame beans.<br />
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I also ventured off to the movie theatre and had a small popcorn with no butter and had water to drink. Snacked on nuts and berries throughout the day.<br />
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Feeling a little cranky on Day 4 but settling down now on Day 5. Cant wait for Monday.. cheese day!Lacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11305471286668418062noreply@blogger.com0