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Lack of posting lately as I am busy applying to every job I come across. Not to mention trying to fit in my thesis and sleep between that. In the meantime watch this video. I don’t know why but I really really love it. I doubt Ginuwine ever imagined his song being danced to like this! Also Thom Yorke is from Radiohead in case you didn’t know (I didn’t know, never being much of a radiohead fan).

Happy Wednesday everyone. We’re expecting snow here at the end of the week (again) but for now it still feels like spring and that makes me happy.

Best Of: March

best of March

last of winter

march doggies

flowers & cards

/// quality time in Jarry Park && sun for longer && the last of winter /// Mars and Josie being adorable /// dog parking at Marche Jean Talon /// Consulting the cards /// Spring flowers to brighten grey days ///

I can’t believe its the end of March already! I feel like I just wrote the Best of Feb and Best of Blogs: Feb posts. If this blog is any indication of what my life is like, I pretty much DID just write those posts….March flew by and I have been fighting to keep on track with my life schedule. I didn’t blog as much as I would have liked to unfortunately. It slipped away in a flurry of sewing, applying for jobs, marking, and writing. And a little friend and couple time mixed in.

Here are some highlights:


march bowling

/// me lovin my new talent. Is it possible to be a bowling alley shark? /// Mars celebrating yet another spare, he is also better at bowling than pool ///

I think the thing I was the most excited about this month (besides sewing) was the oncoming spring. Winter is not my favourite. At all. I get really depressed with all the grey and I hate trying to get around in the snow. Montreal is a walking/biking city, the transit is decent but ALL of these modes of transport are a pain in the winter. Walking is hard, biking is impossible (for me, some people I know still do it), and transit is packed, hot and often late. Because of all of this I stay home a lot, taking my vitamin D pills and trying to remember times when I could go outside without 18 layers. Spring was in the air early this year, and although we got one last snow storm this month it has been warmer, sunnier and the snow is mostly gone. Which pleases me to no end. Also daylight savings means its lighter in the hours I’m awake, which does wonders for my mood. Saskatchewan has it right with the no daylight savings, its the worst.

2 of my favourite friends have birthdays in March. My platonic wife Corrie lives in Winnipeg so I didn’t get to celebrate her like I want to but my longest friend Felicia moved back to Montreal and we went bowling like a bunch of REALLY COOL 30 year olds. I turned out to be a lot better at bowling than pool and got TONS of strikes! It was a black light, jams from 1999 kind of night and we all danced and sang and cheered on each other for hours. I loved it. More bowling on the menu from now on.

Speaking of birthdays, we had a very belated birthday party for Mars on Corrie’s birthday. Since we were out west for his birthday and he didn’t get to celebrate with friends I wanted to make sure that he was celebrated properly in Montreal. An awesome group of people showed up to our favourite Salvadorian restaurant to eat a ridiculous amount of pupusas, then came back to our place for cake (a flourless chili chocolate cake I should post about), tequila sunrises and late night confessions of childhood crushes (mine was Leonardo Dicaprio). It was really lovely and I think my guy had a nice, if very bemused time. The flowers above are the leftovers from the bouquet I got him in celebration. The next day we went and saw a play about Mahalia Jackson. Which felt fancy and was a nice night out for the two of us.

I went to a few great shows this month, including a jam packed with talent show headlined by Invincible (Detroit) and hometown hero Akua. I got to meet a bunch of really talented people and sway to really great music (including my all time favourite MC who jumped on stage for a track <3).

Other than that it was all job applications, academic articles, marking and sick days on the couch. A classic March.


Sewing away to my heart’s content, which I’m planning a whole separate post for. So far I’ve made 3 dresses and 2 skirts. They turned out really well and I wear them all the time! I love planning up new things and trying to figure out how to make them. I’m still pretty impatient when I sew. I want to wear them immediately! I have to learn how to enjoy the process more, and also iron… I’m pretty proud of myself for not using patterns and still having pretty awesome results. I could use access to a serger though, jersey is kind of hard to sew with a regular machine.


Still reading White Teeth. BUT I’m almost done!


march food

/// my winning ribs before they were cooked, no after picture. I was too ready to eat a million ribs by the time they were done and forgot to take a photo /// one of my favourite, filling soup recipes from 101 cookbooks. Its especially good when sick like I was a few times this month ///

Mid month a group of friends and us had a rib off, where we all submitted a rack of ribs, ate our faces off and voted. I WON!! It was my first time ever making ribs and I won! I’m pretty damn chuffed with myself for it because I had some stiff competition. Also, I’m not usually the come-in-first type so it did wonders for my ego. Everyone’s were really really good though and the real winner was my stomach! We’ve been organizing chosen-family get togethers pretty often these days and its awesome. I love having amazing people to laugh with and talk about real shit with. Makes life so much sweeter.

And because I’m a firm believer is sharing recipes I’m going to post my Keetha’s 2 Die 4 Dry Rubbed Ribs this week!

In the meantime check out 101 cookbooks for the above soup’s recipe, Red Lentil Soup with Lemon. 101 cookbooks is one of the best cooking sites I know. I have one of Heidi’s books [super natural every day] and its great but you don’t need to buy a book (though I recommend it!) to access her recipes. The 101 cookbooks site is incredible, searchable, and super varied. Her food is healthy, simple, seasonal,and delicious. I really like this soup because its so hearty with the lentil and rice, it has greens and is flavoured with tumeric, cumin and mustard seeds. Add a the suggested spinach, and some yogurt or peppers goat cheese and its basically the best ever.¬† I ate it for 2 whole days when I was sick this month and it made me feel so much better. I actually made it again yesterday and I’m still loving it.


I’m still obsessed with songza and have been exploring all sorts of genres. My current favs (besides 90ies), are latin lady MCs, reggae, and bluegrass.


I’m still trying to figure out good ways to post pictures. Sorry if things are weird. I’m struggling with sizing…

March in a nutshell. I can’t believe its over. April is going to have to be a bang up month so that I can catch up!

Small Things Project: Day 59 (sept 16)

Phew, I only worked 2 full days and I’m exhausted. Something about waking up to an alarm makes me sleepier. I guess it didn’t help that I stayed up really late on Thursday night on a double date hangout/goodbye to my good friend B, who has left town to return to the states for a bit. Either way, I was exhausted and not a little thrown off by this new work schedule and being stuck at a desk all day so I haven’t been on the ol blog.

SO, to return to STP:

Today I am happy that its beautifully sunny out and cooler. It feels like real fall, and although I’m kinda feeling sad that I missed summer in my haze of job hunting/being broke/feeling shitty, I am very happy that the fall is turning out to be beautiful. Maybe I should organize a weekend get away to the Eastern Townships with M at the beginning of Oct. I seem to end up there every fall, its a great place and M and I could use a weekend away.

I’m preparing a lecture for tomorrow on media life narratives for the class I’m TA’ing. Doing a real lecture is pretty scary but I’m happy for the opportunity.

Mostly, my happiness for these past few days goes out to M for being such a great husband. He’s been getting up early and making me lunches to take to work, climbing the mountain of laundry that we had built up, and picking up the cleaning and daily home stuff that I can’t do know that I’m away all day without complaint. I’m a pretty lucky wife.

let this dry spell be not for naught (sp?)

just applied to possible BestEverJob. A million fingers crossed that this will be The One and dreams of running away to teach English because the only other option in this market is to be a barista (huh, the word checker doesn’t recognize that word you’d think S*bucks would have fixed that in all dictionaries by now…what was I saying? Oh yeah, the teaching English thing) would be a hilarious joke of that time M & I spent almost a full year eating rice and looking at each other wondering what the hell we’re going to do on a twice weekly basis at least.
Anyway, wish me luck.

To whom it may concern:

this appears to be the most used gif on tumblr under google search term “please gif”

(blame my new weird love/hate relationship with gifs on the blog I’m currently into – and have mentioned several times already – Kings + Cosmics)

Sunday list/Ode to a (platonic) wife

//Corrie and I looking excellent back when 90ies parties were a novel idea//

Normally I like a good sunny Sunday but given my current state of mind and affairs I kind of wish that today would be rainy and shitty and therefore justify my desire to stay in bed all day moping.

Here is a list of things that is making me feel shitty about life today:

  1. walking into my living room/kitchen (dirty)
  2. walking into my office (worst mess of them all)
  3. surveying my room (need to do laundry and change sheets)
  4. looking out at my near dead garden (so much for a growing season this year)
  5. looking at job postings
  6. considering my thesis

Here is a list of things that I’m doing to combat the shitty feelings:

  1. drinking coffee with a generous amount of bailey (thank you Corrie)
  2. reading a blog about someone else’s life who seems cool and lives in Philly (thank you Kings + Cosmics, it may seem creepy but I’ve been reading your archives but I like how you write and your kids are cute)
  3. deep conditioning my hair
  4. eating brownies for breakfast and lunch then topping that off with lemon ice cream of yogurts.
  5. thinking about living somewhere warm this winter

The truth of the matter is that I’ve been a black hole of fun lately. Not only am I not having any myself but I’ve been a pretty big downer for those around me. Which makes me feel bad for imposing my ‘no fun’ on people so I leave them alone. Which continues the cycle. You should see my ‘small things’ posts from the past couple of days. DEpressing. I would be fine if you stopped reading about here so as to avoid black holing the fun on the internet for those reading.

Job hunting sucks, but not as much as being turned down for jobs that I thought I gave a pretty good interview for. There are few things more depressing than trying to sell myself as Best.Ever. to strangers for jobs that I’m over qualified for (yes, I’ve considered that my ego is a problem) only to be told “blah blah blah, great candidate, blah blah, some organization will be lucky to have you, blah not us though”. Which sucks but is fine the first few times but now that I can pretty much tell that they are going to say no within the first few words and hang up only to eat beans and rice again, its not so fine anymore.

Dear future employers that might find this blog through google despite my best attempts to avoid that. I’m in a slump but that doesn’t mean I won’t be a great employee. Promise.

To top it all off my best friend is about to leave town for good, and I’m having a lot of trouble wrapping my head around that/avoiding throwing myself at her while crying NOOOOOOO and forcibly making her stay. We had a really lovely, epic goodbye hang out last night, in which I tried my best not to suck all the fun out of the air around us. It was wonderful, and long, and just the two of us but the hug at the end had no words, and there were lots of promises of visiting and then she left. I cried for a while while M patted my back after and then pulled myself together because I didn’t really know how to express my absolute dismay over her leaving me. When I think back on the last 5 years of our friendship its a little mind boggling to try and contain everything we’ve shared with each other.

Here’s a try though:

  1. meeting within my first couple of months in Montreal, her first month and deciding to be roommates (we were roommates for 3 years)
  2. riding the ups and downs of moving to a new city and trying to figure out if we like it here
  3. many many heart to hearts on balconies with smokes and her starting my henceforth lifelong love of scotch/whiskey
  4. multiple heartbreaks on both our parts
  5. my bouts of depression in which I cried in her bed while she patted my back
  6. her bouts of depression in which she cried on my shoulder and I tried to convince her to drink/eat things
  7. riding bikes to breakfasts consisting of chocolatines and coffee while sitting on rail cars at the tracks
  8. the way that she bombs around on her bike that made me nervous
  9. listening to her new art ideas and discussing them (I like to think I had a hand in developing a fair number of them)
  10. ‘deep’ talks on a vast variety of topics
  11. craft nights that occasionally worked out
  12. watching her dance. I fucking love the way she dances
  13. the many thanksgiving dinners/gourmet madness she put together (homemade tonic in gin and tonics what?)
  14. me coming out of the closet and her being one of the few who took me seriously
  15. her being one of the few who takes me seriously in general
  16. both of us near tears when it was too snowy to drive to Toronto and the internet fucking up when we were trying to book train tickets
  17. having home aesthetic disagreements
  18. her convincing me to continue smoking multiple times out of totally selfish desires to not end our porch talks and then being the first one to really quit
  19. the way she stole my heart by moving in the first day on my birthday and bringing cupcakes, my all time favourite thing
  20. the little birthday plans she always made for me
  21. how she would come to all my plans even if they weren’t really her speed
  22. when I didn’t really talk to her for weeks when she decided to move out and in with her boyfriend (now husband) because I was so upset she was leaving me
  23. becoming platonic wives
  24. her showing up at my aunt’s house in Vancouver and taking me away from the most uncomfortable family dinner of all time to go for a walk and sneak smokes
  25. the time she picked me up after surgery on my elbow and I started crying as soon as I saw her because I was so relieved she was there. Also how she saw me turn green from the anesthesia and got me something to puke in in record time. Quick on her feet, that one.
  26. how she fed me when I was too lazy to cook/sad/broke/because she’s awesome
  27. being my emergency contact for pretty much everything (I should change that now that I’m married and my husband lives here)
  28. being the code to my internet so I would never forget her phone number
  29. being fiercely protective of each other
  30. the way she laughs
  31. the way she makes me laugh
  32. pushing me to try new things
  33. watching her fall in love
  34. watching her get married to a really great man
  35. watching me fall in love
  36. watching me get married to a really great man, and being the best director of ceremonies I could ever ask for and making us all cry (even my mom, who hates crying in public as much as I do)
  37. sitting with her through 2 miscarriages which broke my heart almost as much as hers
  38. helping her move her ridiculously large installation pieces when she finally stopped trying to paint the tiniest paintings ever and follow her artistic future
  39. convincing her not to leave
  40. saying good bye when she finally did

and so so so much more.

Corrie’s been my rock more than I could ever have asked for. I’ve tried to be hers and I hope that’s been with similar success. I hate that she’s leaving but I’m wishing her all the best and am looking forward to celebrating even more of her successes.

How’s that for sad/sappy? Also this post took an unexpected turn towards Corrie love/I’m a mess.