This Thursday is Trevor’s and my 5th wedding anniversary!
And since we got married on our 4th dating anniversary, it will mean we’ve been together for 9 years!
Oh my jeebies.
This Thursday is Trevor’s and my 5th wedding anniversary!
And since we got married on our 4th dating anniversary, it will mean we’ve been together for 9 years!
Oh my jeebies.
I didn’t understand rhubarb for a long time.
I avoided it. I heard it was bitter and vile and that its leaves were… poisonous?
Jeepers, anyone in their right mind would avoid it.
Right?
Hey folks, sorry for the missed week last week! I was busy doing businessy things on a business trip in California in meetings. Lots and lots of meetings.
I was going to edit photos in the evenings when I had no meetings, but instead I hung out with my brother and his lovely wife who I barely see since they moved from Seattle to the Bay Area.
But instead of typing out long word of forgiveness, let me tell you about my time in California.
I ate a lot of meat.
Guys, I have blunt bangs.
I mean my hair. I have Cleopatra style, straight, blunt bangs for hair.
This may seem inconsequential to you, but let me be a huge girl for a moment and dwell on these bangs, and the fact that I have had them for about 48 hours and every time I look in the mirror, it’s all wtf. Not in a bad way, just in a ‘whoa, hey, what now?” way.
Also, the last time I had blunt bangs, I was tiny little girl version of myself.
I grew up with a big green can of Milo in my kitchen cupboard. Is that stuff available here or is that a Canadian/European thing? All I know is that my local grocery store doesn’t sell it so I have to use Ovaltine instead.
Well in case it’s a Canadian childhood thing, Milo is a lot like Ovaltine, AKA chocolate malt mix, best enjoyed dissolved in a mug of hot milk.
Or, added to cookie bar dough.
My Banana Banana Bread is currently my most popular post by far, thanks to a little viral repinning on Pinterest.
I have a feeling that the prefix “gluten-free” on this recipe will prevent it from ever reaching that level of success, but that’s okay.
I didn’t make it for views, I made it so my friend would have one more thing to eat at Easter Brunch.
Every Tuesday evening after work, I come home and I work on my blog.
I upload photos off my camera.
I select a reasonable number of those photos (usually around 7-9) to edit.
I bring the selected photos into Photoshop for some mild tweaks in terms of levels and colour tones.
I upload the edited photos to WordPress and finally, write a blog post to go along with them and the recipe.
It is currently Tuesday evening at 10:56pm.
I don’t usually start this late…