Friday, January 27, 2012
Lately, on Instagram
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Happy Anniversary Vegas!
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Marriage Diaries: Opposites Attract
My husband and I really are on different sides of the fence when it comes to a lot of things. Let me indulge you:
- When it comes to music he likes the harder stuff (I.E. Metallica, Chevelle) whereas I enjoy a wide range of artists (anything from Maroon 5 to Rihanna to Michael Buble to - yes - Taylor Swift), otherwise known as stuff he can't stand. The only bands that we align on to date, are Switchfoot, Michael Jackson and Linkin Park.
- His home page is the yahoo finance page. Mine is google, so that I can quickly find whatever book it is that I'm currently obsessed with finding, or search for the latest piece of photography equipment that I'm drooling over.
- He can stay up really late; I will fall asleep. I can get up early; he will trip over the gate on the stairs or put on the wrong shoes for work.
- I love tea and the occasional coffee: he has never drank either and probably never will.
- He loves his electric guitars; I prefer my acoustic.
- He feels no inclination to photograph, well... anything really. We all know how I feel about photography by now!
- He likes to let his cereal sit for a while and get soggy. Words cannot describe how much I hate when my cereal gets too soggy. I won't even eat it.
- He loves his black leather couch. I miss the soft, fluffy couch I had to sell before moving to the U.S. (Really, I do, and I'm not ashamed to say that I miss a couch of all things! It was soft and cozy and warm!)
- I adore my cat. I can't imagine not having her around. Dom... deals with her...
- I love to read, and can plow through a pretty number of novels each year. I do believe that Dom started reading Atlas Shrugged in May or June of 2011 and he is not even half way through. Not only that, he probably hasn't opened it for four months!
- Don't even get me started on all the movies that I could never get him to see with me!
Friday, January 13, 2012
the need to say.
There are moments where I miss my hometown so much that my throat closes up and all I can manage are a few wheezes before falling into a fit of tears, wrapped up in my irrational worries that what if it doesn’t get easier? What if time doesn’t heal my open wounds?
I missed watching as the city moved from summer to autumn; from green to red, orange and yellow; from warm and humid to nights spent wearing sweaters and light scarves.
I miss the quiet mornings, the wave from kind neighbours you’ve known for years, and the memories created all over town. I miss the possibility of meeting up for coffee with friends I have had since grade school.
I miss my godson and that smile of his. Every day I think about how much of his life I am missing. I have missed and will miss the birth of three of my friends’ children in 2011-2012. I try not to think of how I will feel after my niece or nephew enters the world this March and I am 2,200 miles away.
Some days are easier than others. Today is not one of them.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Job: take two.
I was offered a full-time position this morning at an Outdoor Media Advertising company, and I graciously accepted. After the last job I took here and quit in Vegas I was nervous that I wouldn't find something that fit. I have a very, very good feeling about this new job and am excited to start work next Wednesday the 18th.
My expectations for 2012 are high, and obviously a lot of my hopes and goals depended on me getting a job early in the year. So here's looking to a wonderful year!




