I offended myself yesterday when I realized how long its been since my last post. Sometimes I get busy living and smooching and working and cooking and sleeping that I leave myself no time to spend with my favourite blog in the world. I’d love to catch you up if you’d like to read:)
On comfort, confetti and Meal:
I’ve been happily living like a little gypsy out of a suitcase and sleeping in all sorts of places. From sleeping under the stars in the box of a truck, afternoon naps on a boat to an unexpected sleepover in a trunk, I was happy to reunite with my sheets and familiar bed for the first time in a couple weeks last night. I’d been dreaming up this shoot with Baby Meal ever since laying eyes on this picture and I am so excited to have brought it to life. Turns out he’s terrified of confetti but it was nothing a few treats and disco fever couldn’t cure.
On magazines and bigger dreams:
Yesterday marked the beginning of the 10 day countdown until my internship at the Edmonton Woman magazine is finished. It’s hard to believe that the same 4 months that felt so daunting back in April are now wrapping up, and I’ll have had my writing published 9 times! I hope to build up a freelance business and contribute consistently to a few different publications in the year to come. (Also- I hope to put together a coffee table book. But more about that later;)
It’s easy to get caught up in feeling like you need to get your life together when a chapter, like college, closes. I definitely don’t have it all figured out, but I’m slowly piecing together some teeny ideas on the components that will make up a happy life. I’d like to live in a small, bright, white home full of colorful and cozy blankets. I’d like to buy my groceries from a local market, and carry my lettuce home in a tote bag over my shoulder. I’d like to write and have my writing be in demand. I’d like to foster baby homeless kittens until they’re strong enough to move in with new families. I’d like to master some sort of talent.
On distance, BC and the importance of vacations:
Long distance is like a rubber band, one of us on each end. When we’re together, there’s no tension. We move freely around and see each other when we please. We don’t sweat the small stuff, we laugh about everything. But when we’re apart the rubber band is pulled tight. With each negative feeling the band pulls tighter. And tighter. And tighter. Something you’d normally laugh at makes you cry and emotions are at an all time high. Everyday stresses seem less bearable because you’re already being pulled so tightly by your relationship, by no fault of the other person. You know it gets better when the band loosens and they’re close to you again but with weeks to wait for that feeling, you start to really have to squint to see the light at the end of the tunnel. For August Long weekend Tim and I drove to Kelowna, BC for a mini vacation. It was everything we needed and a huge reminder of why we put up with long distance. We spent early mornings wake-surfing on the calm water (I finally got the hang of it!), Tim taught me how to catch fish (I screamed each time he caught one) and after spending 24 hours in a vehicle together we still couldn’t get enough. There’s a lot of sweet, good quality photos from the trip but this one is my favourite, because we were laying in the grass laughing our guts out after trying to convince a pair of hippies to let us sleep in their van.
We had no idea where we were going, and we didn’t care.
Happy Tuesday, xxo.