The weather outside is frightful

November 19 is the day the snow came. 

Friday looked like this

20 degrees Celsius 

And today the weather network says this:

Which does help it feel more like Christmas is coming. But.

So rather than look out the window, I have been thinking about what has been making me happy. And some of it makes me ridiculously happy. 

These 2 impulse beauty buys at my last Sephora VIP Rouge discount night are amazeballs! Marc Jacobs gel high liner eye pencils are like using oil pastels on your eyes. The colours are INTENSE and they glide on like butter but are dry and not runny. I bought Navy noir and Ro(cocoa) and I love them both, well maybe the navy a little bit more. Cuz it’s blue and you know, blue 💙.

This book ⬆️ is making me laugh and shudder, sometimes at the simultaneously.

I read about it on Litsy and if you like to read and you don’t know Litsy, what the hell?! Litsy is like Instagram and facebook for book nerds. It’s a whole new world people!


Anywaste, the book is set in West Virginia, aka Crapalachia and it chronicles the life and times of Scott growing up and his extended family. If you liked the Glass Castle or Jenny Lawson, have I got a book for you! It’s a quick read that I got from the library that I wish I had bought so I could hand off to people I think would enjoy it as much as me.

Speaking of awesome things, Gilmore girls is back this Friday November 25 on Netflix. Sometimes life just lines up perfectly. Last year I got it in my head to watch all 7 seasons of GG just because (I watched  something like 140+ episodes in 75 days) and then there was a tv-con, like comic con but for tv shows off the air, and rumours started circling about a revival with the right ending.

 All. The. Feels.

So I’m ready for Friday.

But in the meantime, John and I have been binging on:

The Durrell of Corfu.  I have never laughed or yelled at my tv as much with any other PBS Masterpiece show. It is so good! It is set in the 30’s and revolves around a widow and her 4 children who are so dissimilar it baffles her as much as us. They relocate to Corfu because they are all so unhappy she thinks only a major change will make a difference. It does. ❤️. So I am thinking a trip to Corfu would be nice.

And this:

Starbucks chilli mocha! Some sweet heat to get your engine started. I get mine made half sweet, with non-fat milk and no whip and it is still nirvana in a cup! 

I have to go to hockey now. Might make it beside the ice today since I have to dress for the cold now.

Elections at Remembrance Time

I don’t write enough to feed my soul and maybe I write too much for what others want to read but November 2016 has me thinking and I need to process. 

I am reading redeployment by Phil Klay right now and it is a bitter truth to wrap my brain around. It is a series of windows into the world of modern warfare. Each ‘chapter’ speaks from a different perspective within the machine of war; soldier, priest, civilian, bureaucrat and what each of the people have to say is FUCK. I think their message applies to the world in general right now. 

It is November so I am thinking about Remembrance Day created 98 years ago to honour soldiers who fought in the war to end all wars, WW 1. Their sacrifices were to ensure peace on a global stage. Unfortunately that war didn’t end them all,  we saw a repeat in 1939 with more players and a continuation of more and more in the decades that followed.

Back in 1918 the world was pretty isolated from itself, news moving slowly from one side to the other. You could understand someone being wary of strange languages and customs. In 2016 with most everyone having a smart phone and cable and access to news and social media 24/7 why are we not more accepting and understanding and inclusive? We have google translate at our finger tips,to know what is being said and Wikipedia to explain customs and traditions different from ours.  Yet large groups of people seem to be more exclusionary, less forgiving and understanding and want to put walls up where they never existed before. 

The poppy symbolizes Remembrance and should be worn over the heart to encompass love and acknowledgment of the sacrifice of so many so we can live freely and peacefully. Is this in vain? Do we live in peace? Do we feel love and understanding for our fellow human beings? Last night’s American election is sending a message around the world that many hear as one of hate and intolerance ‘trumping’ love and acceptance. That ‘other’ won’t be tolerated. For America to be great again difference needs to go. 

I wear my poppy on my wrist ( so it won’t fall off) because it is beautiful and symbolic of beauty in us. It is hard to see and hear beauty over the rabble in the Trump election pit but I ask you to try. “The torch, be yours to hold it high” don’t break faith with those who have already sacrificed. I ask you to sacrifice a bit yourselves. This November 11 when you spend a moment reflecting on all that has been given already, think on what you can do to make this world better for you being in it. 

What sacrifice can you make? Where can you help? Whose life or situation can you make better? 

Americans wanted change and they have voted it into office. 

We need to show the world that love and acceptance and understanding rule the future. We can make the world great ourselves.