life lately

It has been a month! Here’s life lately:

Trying not to dwell on all the bad things in 2016… but, what the hell Toblerone! img_7105

Gap Kids:
Me> Hey David, like this shirt?
David> No.
Me> I think I’m going to buy it for you to wear at your school concert
David> I won’t wear it.
Me> Fine, I’ll buy it for myself! img_7108

When your patch matches your hat.img_7109

Dear Santa,img_7113

Thankful for American Thanksgiving and a light workload allowing me to watch all four episodes back-to-back.

Jill and I strongly believe in the “teach them while they’re young” motto when it comes to exposing kids to the classics. Home Alone.img_7127

I spy Edie!

Christmas starts now…

My namesake is eight! Happy birthday Libby Meghan.img_7140

As you can imagine, these were a hit.img_7134img_7139img_7145

Henry and his moustache stuffie he won at the Movember Run.img_7149

Christmas card production is a full time job for me…img_7155

And at this point, I realized I didn’t buy the adhesive envelopes…img_7160

Because you have all been dying to know the state of my toes : 4 blackimg_7157

Thank you SBJ for the end of November!img_7158

Edith stopped by for a visit and I snapped a pic. She’s my new favourite subject.img_7161

My body has been hurting (I think I need to get a massage or something) but I am so glad I bought this heat thingy at the Tatamagouche Farmer’s Market last summer.img_7162

Mike’s co-worker’s son makes beer. We happily approve.img_7164

North End tree lighting in the Hydrostone.img_7167

Pancake breakfast with santa at Needham Preschool and Daycareimg_7172

We got our tree early this year. Same place as always – wish there was snow but I couldn’t wait a day longer.img_7175img_7178img_7192

The Halifax Explosion was 99 years ago. Here’s the memorial, which we walk by all of the time.

I spot a protest. Teachers doing their thing.img_7189

Here’s a non-paid endorsement… I got my boots cleaned and resoled at Quinpool Shoe Repair. Totally recommend them for their service and I am not the only one who thinks this.

Batch one of the HELLO 2017 calendars. img_7193

Poor Cubbie : One of many of David’s bleeding nose incidents. img_7195

Dreaming of a cabin like this. A screen shot from Instagram.img_7199

Home sweet festive home.img_7204

Sharing chocolates with my girls at Mother’s Pizza.img_7215

North Brewing Company’s awesome new label! img_7216

Drinking Baileys and eating Christmas crack with dear friends. Tis the season!img_7220

Cherries are in season right?img_7222

First bit of snow. Shocker : School was cancelled.img_7225img_7228

In terms of photography and cooking skills, there is nothing to brag about here but it was damn good. Especially after Sabrina’s tough circuit class at Cyclone Group Fitnessimg_7229

From the look of it, you’d think Katherine needs a daily planner for Christmas… nope, she has one and it’s right there. She just prefers shopping bags.img_7233

Early morning runs within a snow globe.img_7240

Reason why winter sucks… I am forced to wear socks but they never stay up in my stupid boots.img_7241


A pre-holiday visit to GG-ma’s house. img_7255img_7300

Winter running is not so bad when you have views like this and there is no one on the road except for animal footprints.img_7257img_7262

Send me all the cards!!! I love getting holiday cards. I also love my friends who give me sweet gifts in exchange for calendar refills! Jam and tea towels, they know me well!img_7298

That’s a wrap. I’ll be back with some holiday snaps in the new year!

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A Canadian in America

Hello friends, I have a guest post for you today written by one of my very favourite writers, my sister! Erin moved to New York State twelve years ago for work (she’s a librarian) and has since married an American and they have two beautiful children.

When I woke up and read the election results on my phone my first thought was oh no, Erin. And then I thought about my niece Margaret, who at only five, is such a strong, independent and feisty girl.

We were in New York City on the weekend for the marathon and the crowds and volunteers – heck, even strangers on the subway – went above and beyond to make us feel welcome. Everyone was so nice. We flew home on election day morning and I was Hopeful. Excited. Inspired. My only wish/hope is that America will stay this way and love with trump hate.

* * * A Canadian in America * * *

I keeping thinking back to Tuesday morning. It was a beautiful autumn day.  The whole family drove to the polling station feeling optimistic and excited. Margaret chanted “Hillary Clinton. Hillary Clinton” in the backseat. Afterwards, a stranger took our picture. Margaret proudly pointed to her “future voter” sticker.  

I also had a sticker. The volunteer at the voting booth had given me one after I explained that I wasn’t participating because I was Canadian. Later that morning a colleague warily eyed the sticker. “But you didn’t vote” he said. Perhaps it was disingenuous of me to wear the sticker because, no, I did not vote. I did not vote because I am a Canadian living in America. I go to great lengths to maintain my Canadian identity and to live in a Canadian bubble. The CBC blasts through our house. My children are often dressed as if they were members of the Canadian Olympics team. I import Kraft Dinner. I am Canadian in America but my family is American. My friends are American. I work in America. What happens to America impacts me on so many levels. I am not an American but I am part of America and America is part of me.  

What happened later that night was the worst of all nightmares. The following morning, yesterday, I stumbled into work physically sick and still crying. The atmosphere at work was like a funeral. Many of us wore black. People huddled together speaking in hushed voices. Solemn nods were shared in the hallways. I completely lost it again that evening when I found Hillary Clinton’s “women card” in Margaret’s room.  

Throughout the seemingly never-ending election cycle, many people asked if I would move back to Canada if the worst case scenario happened. Definitely, I would flippantly reply. And then I would offer a parcel of land on my parent’s property. It was an easy response because in my heart I thought this could never happen. There was absolutely no way any sane nation would allow that man to be president. Now I am completely devastated, shocked, and confused. And I am angry. So unbelievably angry. But right now I am trying to do everything in my power to suppress that anger, especially the anger at those who let this happen, because it will consume me to the core.

America was on a good path. President Obama, a man of great intelligence, judgement, compassion, sincerity, humour and respect did so much to move this country forward. Hillary Clinton shares so many of those traits and I believed, still believe, that she would make a fantastic President. The president-elect shares none of these attributes and will surely cause great damage to this country and its inhabitants.  

This is not an optimistic post, obviously. I am finding it hard to be optimistic at all right now. But I did want to share this. Yesterday many Americans reached out to me to ask if I was okay, if I, a Canadian, was okay after the American election. They stopped by my desk, sent texts and emailed me. On Facebook my entire feed was a chorus of “wtfs”. And even more reassuring, it’s not just those close to me that are upset, it’s millions and millions across the nation. I’m not sure what this all means, but maybe it’s hope.


“I know we have still not shattered that highest and hardest glass ceiling, but someday, someone will, and hopefully sooner than we might think right now” … “And to all the little girls who are watching this, never doubt that you are valuable and powerful and deserving of every chance and opportunity in the world to pursue and to achieve your own dreams.” – Hillary Clinton

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meanwhile, elsewhere

Friday’s online finds: Inspirational, educational or just silly. Here is what I found this week…

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Have a lovely weekend!

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meanwhile, elsewhere

**I thought I was being super-productive this morning by pre-writing a post for next week and then I realized… it is Friday!?! And what is Friday without some links? Disclosure, I had nothing until 5 minutes ago. Sorry.**

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Friday’s online finds: Inspirational, educational or just silly. Here is what I found this week…

Have a lovely weekend! For most, it is the end of what feels like a lonnnnng holiday. I am actually looking forward to reality butI think David is going to be shocked on Monday when he realizes school is back in session.

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psst. Thank you for all of your positive feedback yesterday on my attempt at keeping up with this. XO

meanwhile, elsewhere

Friday’s online finds: Inspirational, educational or just silly. Here is what I found this week…

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  • Have I mentioned Serial? Here are some other similar podcasts to listen to while you wait for the next episode
  • I am pretty sure this will taste awesome
  • … and serve it with this
  • If Our Bodies Could Talk … He’s adorable, hilarious and a doctor that does these 4 minute videos on subjects like “Wine Is Healthy—Isn’t It? It Is—No?”, “CrossFit Versus Yoga: Choose a Side”, “Things Not to Say to a Pregnant Woman” and “Never Tell People How Old They Look”. Hilarious
  • Trailer for Le Petit Prince!
  • Chew on this
  • Meet Marsala: Pantone’s Colour of the Year
  • This is great… probably because I watched every one of these shows. No shame.
  • Staying vegetarian: The most tempting day of the year for me is boxing day = hot turkey sandwich, I’m eying you

Have a lovely weekend! I am not here. And by here, I mean Halifax. Crashing the office party in Montreal.

BTW: New festive hashtag time #nschristmas. Use it.

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