Some people ask....

....why I don't move out of Owen Sound and come back to Ottawa. But I could never leave here. Really. It's just....the people. They have taught me so many valuable life lessons.

These guys for instance....



The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart. ~Elisabeth Foley

Or her....



Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart. ~Kahlil Gibran

Last but not least....



Dancers are the messengers of the gods. ~Martha Graham

I just wanted to share...

...the best news of the day.



Universal Pictures has announced that they are developing a remake of Drop Dead Fred for Russell Brand to star in. Saturday Night Live writer Dennis McNicholas has been hired to develop the project for Brand. THR says the plan is to remake the movie in the tone of Beetlejuice, “building a universe around the concept of imaginary friends.” The original 1991 movie starred Phoebe Cates as a young woman who battles with her controlling mother and womanizing husband, and finds comfort and confusion with the appearance of her childhood imaginary friend. The original film was bashed by critics, not particularly well liked by moviegoers, didn’t make much money at the box office ($13.8 million total), but has developed a small but vocal cult following on home video.

Welcome to Grey Bruce Counties....

....home to beautiful beaches and PANTLESS FRIDAYS.

Enjoy your stay.

A photographic essay....

...of some things I've recently discovered.

1. I have a stinkin cute baby.



2. Bell Canada needs to update their snow removal policy.



3. While it breaks my heart to do it, I think it's finally time to reconsider my initial stance on not wanting to get my dog neutered.

Admittedly, it's not the best......

....photo. In fact, you can hardly see the orthodontic device in question.

But here it is. I promised long ago that if I could ever find a photo of me with my headgear, I would post it. But my parents, thankfully, seem to have erased all evidence of this oh-so-awkward stage of my adolescence.

After a long search, countless hours, and much deliberation, it's the long awaited HEADGEAR PHOTO.



As if the headgear wasn't bad enough for an 11 year old girl to be forced to wear 24 hours a day, I also had the pleasure of sporting a really cutting edge, not to mention flattering, hairstyle.

Last week....

...I decided to try waxing. Myself.

I had gone on a big cleaning binge in the bathroom and decided to get rid of a whole bunch of beauty products I had either never used or just didn't want, and during that process I came across a box of Nair wax strips. I don't recall ever buying these but that didn't seem important. Come to think of it, I never thought to check if there was an expiry date.

Me: "I just waxed my lip and it really hurts."
The Boy: "What?"
Me: "I just waxed my lip. And it HURTS."
The Boy: "You're mental."

As I continued my whining, he asked me why I felt the need to wax my lip, presumably because I don't really have any abundant hair issues there.

How could I tell him the truth? That I thought it might be fun or satisfying? That the pretty little box with the cartoon lady on the front made it look more like a board game than a painfully harsh beauty product? Even the strips themselves were lime green and were dotted with little multi-coloured sparkles. Cute, right?

I had never tried waxing before. I was curious. Adventurous even. I felt as though I were the Jacques Cousteau of hair removal!

Me: "The strips were really small, I didn't think they would work on my legs."

Sometimes, it's a wonder I'm not single.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone.

I was perfectly happy....

....spending the last decade or so despising Enrique Iglesias & his msic. And then he had to go and put out two super catchy singles. Damn you Enrique, for ruining our dynamic.