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New Year, Old Me
January 7, 2017, 8:59 pm
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The annual reflex to set a personal improvement goal to mark the new year passed right by me this year. 

The meme that went around about how people could expect the same old, sarcastic-yet-charming jackass that they’ve grown to love (or not) deeply resonated with me. Maybe it’s something in the air. Clearly, I’m not the only one who is incapable of feigning the desire to set out a grand goal that I know will be a future failure. I feel like I’m quite fine just as I am – partly because the quest of self-improvement is a running theme in my life. Always. 

If anything, I’m actually hoping to bring to the forefront some of old me rather than reinvent myself. There are parts of younger me that I quite miss and are due for a comeback. 

More sass, less sacharine. 

More movies, less phone. 

More music, less silence. 

More fire and feeling, less calm.

More writing. (Uh-oh, that sounds like a resolution. Don’t hold me to it.)

“Balanced” doesn’t look the same in any two people. I’ve been trying to emulate a version of it that I admire in other people, but that isn’t necessarily mine. My balance is a little further along the “energetic” and “sassy” end of the spectrum. It means that I can rub people the wrong way, but that’s something that at #thisis38 has less weight than it did five years ago. Even two years ago, to be honest. (As my dear friend Kelly said just today: “I can’t wait to see how little I care at 50!!”)

And so, if I were to have a new year’s resolution, it would be to find more of my old self, and to let go of turning myself into a new, ideal version that I can’t actually live in.

Old me. As in, I’m old. ­čśé


Evolution of a Twitter profile
October 6, 2013, 9:47 pm
Filed under: babies, events, general, The big picture

It occurred to me recently that my Twitter profile is an interesting perspective on how my brain – or at least my perspective – changed throughout my two years out of an office setting. I happened to get really into Twitter just after the Twinkies were born (because #zombiemoms was a lifesaving hashtag and community at 3 a.m.). This is how my profile description has evolved since then, more or less:

Federal Public Servant on leave. New mom to twins. I like running and yoga.┬á Location: Canada’s Glorious Capital

Govie on leave, mom to twins (insert/update age) via IUI, miscarriage survivor, trying to run, wannabe yogini.┬á Location: Canada’s Glorious Capital

If Monica Gellar and Liz Lemon had a baby, she’d be me. And then that neurotic baby had twins and named her cat Lisa Loeb. Lucky them.

I parent twins. I wife, sister, daughter and friend. I yoga. I run. My cat’s name is Lisa Loeb.

I parent twins. I wife, sister, daughter and friend. I yoga. I am 99% on the extrovert scale. My cat’s name is Lisa Loeb.

(2 x 2)love
September 15, 2013, 2:13 pm
Filed under: babies, birthday wishes, events, family, general

Well my little twinkies, you’re finally two. Or already two. You’re two.

I love it (you can do so much and you’re both so hilarious!). I hate it (I want my babies back). I’m a mess.

We had a serious birthday party for you yesterday. There were banana-shaped loot packages, personalized bunting hanging across the back of the house, carefully colour-coordinated balloon arrangements evenly placed along the perimeter of the backyard, dishes to match carefully coordinated balloons, hired entertainment, way too much food and a delicious theme-appropriate cake. The backyard was teeming with people from near and far who love you. In a nutshell, it was a seriously thought out party. This is important for you to know, because it will most likely never happen again. But we did right for you, if only once. We have the pictures to prove it.

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An amateur’s perspective on Ottawa Comic-Con
May 12, 2013, 1:27 pm
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I like to support the growing coolness (my definition, to be sure) of Ottawa. So, what better way to spend this cold, windy Sunday than check out Ottawa Comic-Con?

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Yoga’s not for me.
April 7, 2013, 9:03 am
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This was the response I gave to my first invitation to a Yoga class. “It’s not for me,” I said. “I’m too hyper. I like running around, and if possible, yelling. Also, I can’t even touch my toes.” Continue reading

Twinkies, v. 1.5
March 15, 2013, 12:14 pm
Filed under: babies, events, Housewife Chronicles

As in, 1.5 years old. As in, they’ve been out of my womb for 18 months. I know I’m supposed to say that it feels like yesterday that they were brand new, but I’d be lying. It feels like it’s been, about, I don’t know, say… a year and a half.

This is not to say that we’re not having fun. Oh, we are. I almost peed my pants laughing twice this week. These children are my world, make no mistake (as if you could based on my tweets and FB updates).

They’re both continuing on similar trajectories as they were at the one year point, with a few tweaks: Continue reading

Cherised memory: Christmas in Manchester
November 26, 2012, 9:29 am
Filed under: events, travel

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…

One of my favourite Christmas’ ever of all time was in 2002 when I spontaneously maxed out my credit card to fly to Manchester, England to see my BFF. She was living there as a teacher and was,┬ábasically, stuck there and – it must be said – miserable.

It really is that awesome.

In addition to eating some disaster of a fake turkey (she was still vegetarian at the time) and eating dozens of boxes of Kraft Dinner (that my mom made me bring over), we managed to get new haircuts, go shopping, drink enough beer so that I gained 10 pounds in 10 days and couldn’t do my pants up on the plane home (yes, I cherish that little nugget). I got to witness the courtship between her and her now husband (have I mentioned that I TOLD YOU SO lately?!). It was so super fun. We were still young and while we felt like we had responsibilities, the way we played for 10 days has not been re-created since actual *real* responsibilities shortly thereafter came into play.

This was (half of) our soundtrack for that week. On vinyl. Merry Christmas, y’all.

Blue Christmas