Jen is awesome. She’s relaxed, real, down to earth and together we have ridiculous amounts of fun. I don’t need to say very much more because if you follow me on Twitter, you see the updates of our ridiculousness together. Like yesterday, walking into Waves Coffee with Blenz Coffee sample drinks, and then her taking my little cup which was still half full, dropping it into hers, and then thinking that for whatever reason, I would be holding HER cup, and it falling to the floor covering the surrounding tile, our shoes, the chairs, and apparently my shoulder bag with a London Fog Chai… something or other. Yesyes. Quack. Muah!
Category Archives: A Usual Life
jeg hjertet norge

I heart Norway.
When it feels as though this universe has knocked itself out in countless ridiculous ways to satisfy yet another burning desire of pure wanting from me, I wouldn’t dare hesitate taking the inspired action that follows such synchronicities. Paper tickets for standby travel are here, which means I won’t be.
This is where I’m going to spend the next little while. No, really. Literally, right there. Twisting my neck in ways that will bring excruciating pain, and have my breath literally taken from me by sheets of colour dancing across the sky. My favourite experience on this planet. So how does that all sound?
Talk to you from above the Arctic circle. Real soon.
life on repeat
Sometimes I like to think I know better, and I really do know better but that doesn’t stop me. At all.
Victoria is a friend from… Victoria, over on the island. She loves to shop. LOVES to shop. She was wanting, not as much as shopping at Banana Republic, but she was wanting a few fresh photographs. Note the few, because we couldn’t wait to get back to Robson Street. I fear the photography part of the day got the short straw, but… such is life. Especially with a couple of friends who love to shop & taste great food.
So of course I wasn’t going to just stand-by and watch Victoria thoroughly enjoy destroying perfectly folded clothes all over the store to try on, and take home. I had to be a part of it, so I left with… I left with what I wanted & liked. Let me say this though, one of these days, I am going to learn and not take my camera stuff in my shoulder bag shopping with me. Seriously. Such a pain. Literally. Especially with my shopping habits, because there’s nothing short about a day shopping with me.












