Kisses and Misses

You're Lyon,
no really...I am going to France this weekend!!

Okay so,
I'm just winding down for bed after a delightful evening of rolling fits of laughter with my roommate.
and as you may have heard, I'm heading to Lyon, France this weekend to spend two days with my friend Sarah from Ireland, that I met in Vienna and then met up with again that time in London.
It was kind of a last minute adventure but I've had itchy feet for some time now. There was this one time that I was supposed to go to Prague, but then there was the incident with the escalator dive and it didn't quite work out.
Other than that, the Olympics are fulfilling me with enormous amounts of Canadian pride, and I'm pretty bummed that I didn't take my Dad up on his "do you want something from the Olympics!" offer.
Winter Blues are in full effect. enough with the slush and grey skies already, but the days as always are tumbling under one another and before I know it I'll be a month late on starting my bathing suit diet.
Some of you may know that I'm a sucker for holidays, any excuse to be festive is right up my alley, so V day was no exception (heart necklace, head band and socks, white tank, red scarf, red lipstick - overkill...likely.) I spent a lovely afternoon with Babs (my roommate, who I'm not sure likes being referred to as Babs) checking out the Annie Leibovitz exhibit and then an ever so delightful work shift where I was conned into breaking my no drinking policy by some rowdy group of Scotsmen...ya I said conned, thereby revoking responsibility, and I stand by it.


Dayshift = my brain being turned into mush.

18days burger free...it's something I guess.

catch you guys when I get back from France!!!

Oh! I got a new apartment. all about that when I return as well.

hugs and love babes

lick your lips and taste the metaphor

mid season premieres
and I came too late
to catch the plot and follow story lines
like them
I am, but never was
LOST
a pop culture reference to pin to the calendar in your mind
whisper song lyrics across the sky
drag me out of this
sore
excuse for a bed
I wonder if I'll ever sleep
unassisted or unaccompanied
push me through
this
(wanna be) writers block
I can't even tell where it stops
chest, tongue or fingertips.

my light, my life, my EVERYTHING

Mum.
it obvious, you're the reason I'm living. But it's also true that you're the reason I'm alive

to another year of you, being inspired by your greatness.

the other day in the bath, I realized I have your feet. Which makes sense since I feel you in every step.

I love you. I miss you. Happy Happy Birthday

Detox

I need to put this somewhere so that I can take some form of accountability.

So I've decided to quit drinking for the month of February (with the one small exception of Super Bowl Sunday - go saints go)
which isn't to imply that I have some sort of excessive drinking problem, but I work at a bar, and as a result am likely to dive into a cheeky one on an average day after work.

I'm also quitting burgers- this is something I'm fully admitting to having a problem with. They just smell so good when you're carrying a tray down the stairs.

lastly, I'm trying to get back on the yoga train and am going to finish reading one of the 4 books that I have on the go.

ok there. stamped it.