For the past few years I’ve been traveling on May long weekend. Going to the States during a Canadian holiday always did seem like a good idea.. maybe not this trip since the currency exchange rate is pretty sad. This time I met my brother in SF as we no longer live out of the same city. We tried to cram all the touristy things to do in 2.5 days. I had originally planned three full days to walk around but my flight got quite delayed flying into SF. Obviously we had to get a picture with the iconic cable cars of San Fran. This Magowan Infinite Mirror Maze was really fun and pretty. Flashy lights and music while you run into walls and dead ends. We found a street food stand selling whole lobsters so we got one for lunch…wasn’t the best idea since it wasn’t cracked properly and it was a struggle to eat on the streets.
What can I say I really really like colour in my food. Shrimp and avocado salad – I keep ordering this every time I visit The Flats Eatery in Estevan. I’ve tried their sandwiches and burgers but this always appeals to me the most. Plus its cheaper than the non-filling salads at Original Joes. Work is totally going to judge me for claiming $30 for a single lunch meal expense for last week x_x I bring colour into my own meals at home : ) I saw radishes and got excited at the grocery store.
How my rice bowl is actually consumed when I get over the 30 sec photo op and presentation.
To think outside of the box for someone else is a nice challenge. Whenever I cook it’s always been a free for all and I cook according to what my heart feels like knowing that my family will eat it regardlessly. This week I did a very different take on the classic quiche I usually make for my family. The person I was making it for basically discriminates against 90% of coloured vegetables so I had to put my thinking cap on. I made a seafood quiche with canned salmon, canned crab meat, shrimp and spinach. It turned out really well.
I think I got to feel what mom goes through when she needs to cook dinner dishes that would please both me, my brother and my dad’s picky-ness of not eating/ liking certain foods. It does put a slight challenge and twist to things and it makes you think of an alternative. I can now see why she would get fed up with cooking for us by the end of the week.
In anticipation for spring I have started growing some spring onions and basil in a Ragu pasta sauce jar in my bedroom. It would be nice to grow a few jars of things. I miss planting and gardening. My parents probably already have a head start on sowing seeds for their french herb garden by this time of the year.
In the little town of Forget, Saskatchewan where the population is a mere 100. There sits this little gem of a restaurant called the Happy Nun Cafe. This place is filled with books, art and crafts done by local artists. It is a place where musicians stop to perform live music. The restaurant is filled with historical pieces that were originally from the town and each of the previous owners have written their own love story associated with the restaurant and how they have come to continue and take on the business.
I love the vibe of the restaurant as it is bright, clean and is has a country hip vibe where it makes you feel instantly cozy. The menu at this place is ever changing, the cook comes up with a new menu every week so it’s always a delightful and delicious surprise.
Greek Steak Wrap: New York Steak, tomatoes, cucumbers, olives and feta with Greek yogurt. Soup: Tequila Spiked Chicken
This may look like a drink since it is in a teacup but it’s actually a dessert. The menu description of it is:Muddy Cherry Trifle – A deliciously sweet treat! Layers of French fudge cake, black cherry sauce, fresh whip and shaved dark chocolate.
It’s been a while since I’ve taken some time in the kitchen but I might be getting back at it. I made a quadruple layered pancake cake topped with strawberry and greek yogurt.
One of the things I hate the most is manipulation, being manipulated emotionally and realizing you’re a victim of it much later. Of course, I’ve learnt to stand up for myself but sometimes it still enviably happens. Yesterday I found myself applogizing just to bring peace even though I wasn’t apologetic.
I got to feel someone’s immense judgement towards me for being in touch and open about my sexuality. They were the one to bring up a personal question, the one to make assumptions and then judge me for being open about it. Basically set me up for what they want to hear and put me down for it. I was not rocked by this situation as I can only assume that they have self esteem issues.
I realized that for someone who is not well loved and guided by family that person can become really dependant on their friends and significant other to fill that empty space. There’s a constant need to leave the house/ go out every night, the lack of communication with parents and some very messed up prioritization.
My ex decided to start beef with me and express that he only told his parents we broke up last week (we broke up more than 3 months ago). He decided to also tell me he’s going to let go of me now (he’s the one that decided to invite girls into his bed, so obviously I’d letted go long time ago), he questioned if he was ever important to me (because I messaged “happy birthday” a few days off from his actual birthday and this after we had broken up 2 months ago).
Saying things like “I didn’t see that in you”, “how can you move on to someone new in a few months”, “makes me question how important I ever was”, “makes me re-evaluate”…those are manipulative and negative words. I find those words to be targeting and down putting. For someone that admitted to not putting 100% into our relationship when I did, those words are not acceptable. Everyone has takes a different amount of time to move on and if one is to stay a friend they should be supportive and positive not negatively questioning the past.
This post is by no means out of spite for the fellow but more so shedding light on an experience that others might relate to and sharing a perspective.
Have you ever seen red flags in someone’s personality while dating, brushed it off only to find it to come back to bite you?
By work all things increase and grow. This is a motto I have long adapted since I was 17 years old. I believe that it applies to my personal life and my career life. I believe that if I invested in my relationship, fostered it with love, compassion, loyalty and trust, in return I would have bulletproof love that can survive anything (including distance). Well, I was wrong because that was only my motto and not everyone live by the same life mottos and concepts.
I would compare my recent ‘almost’ 2 years relationship to the growth of a plant that withered and died after a storm hit. Not all plants survive storms and droughts.
I’m still going on strong with building my career and I guess I must find a plant that is as strong as a weed but obviously not as annoying and unwanted. Sometimes we just choose to grow the wrong plant for our lifestyle and accidentally kill it.
Brilliant summary to all my readers eh? My friends just about died laughing when I said I was handing in my “girlfriend resignation letter”. I’ve always had a very creative way of thinking and expressing myself.
Such a grand legislative building. Speaking of legal matters, my case with the Ministry of Labour is coming to the days of getting a conclusion. It’s been almost a year long battle getting compensation from the last company I worked for. I hate them with a passion for overworking me and treating me like trash and telling me I’m not qualified. I’ve demanded $2500 for a settlement (really not that much for a franchise to pay me out) but they refused. Doesn’t matter to me since I’m not after money, I’m chasing after justice.
Last year in September to November I really had no life. I worked from 8:00am to 7:30pm when I went home and ate dinner after dinner I would be on my laptop finishing up work until 10pm when I had to sleep again (Mind you this was all for some measly salary income…I wasn’t paid hourly…so that’s how they abused the work hours out of me). I’m so glad I’m not in that situation anymore.
Hello— it’s been a while. I haven’t really done much over the summer. I live in a very bland place with very bland food. It’s incredibly different from the suburban lifestyle I’m used to and the diversity and vibrancy of Toronto that I was once part of. Even the blandest places have it’s beauty and hidden gems. Though I may only see one other car every hour on the road. I appreciate the few people that are out here. Passing drivers always wave at each other and are ready to assist and help a stranger in need. I wish I could climb this and go through the tunnels inside that natural phenomenon. But I don’t have my Boy here to give me a boost with the climbing. For those of you that know me, I’m a pretty competent climber and I’ve done quite a number of solo hikes back in Ontario but this one is a no go because some of the spots are very crumbly.
Saskatoon Pie anyone? I want to bring a few pies back for my family when I go home for a visit in October for Thanksgiving.
The most Canadian play slide on earth.
This is the candy cane tree. I rename it the Dr. Suess tree. As you can so i tried climbing it . I’m usually a pretty successful tree climber but I wasn’t having any luck today.
Here is my friend doing a much better job of monkeying
JAWSSSLets make bubblesEncapsulating myself in a bubbleI’m an earwax
Alice in Wonderland moment. Big person in small house.