Yesterday the Hubs and I celebrated our second wedding anniversary!! (actually, we couldn’t wait and celebrated 2 days early by spending a GLORIOUS day out of the boonies shopping downtown Toronto). Seeing as there is only fake shopping in our city (Fake Shopping: the appearance of malls, but no stores of any substance within it’s walls. Fake fake fake) we decided to jump on the Go Train and head into the big city. We also decided to be extra adventurous and walk everywhere. For those of you who know the layout of Toronto, you’ll appreciate the amount of walking we did. We started off at Union Station and walked up…

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I really don’t know if I’ve ever written about this–probably not, as it’s kind of personal–but I wanted to write about it as it’s been on my mind and this is where I let things out. Every so often I’ll have a period of about a week where I’ll dream about babies every night. Very vivid dreams. And they’re always different. I think if it was a recurring dream I’d be more concerned/intrigued, but it’s only a recurring theme. Sometimes the baby is mine, sometimes it’s a close friend’s, and sometimes the baby is just there. What is different about this week’s dreams, however, is how vividly I am aware…

I have an uncanny ability to attach people or memories to pieces of music, and then the two are attached for life. I have been doing it all my life, and then every single time I hear that specific song, I am immediately reminded of the memory. I’ve just been listening to my itunes as it randomly shuffles through my music while I scan pictures, so I thought I’d share a few of these memories with you: Yeah *Usher ft. lil’ John & Ludacris: First year. I loved my little ghetto with all my heart and I was devastated to leave it. This song came out that year and played…

I sometimes forget the very public nature of my blog, and sometimes I’m upset and write things that are out of my mind and heart the minute they are written. It’s just venting, and as this is my “journal” I don’t know where else to turn to do it. I’d rather not pour it all out on my husband until after I’ve cooled off, and so a lot of my raw anger, emotions, fears and insecurities come out here. However, I sometimes forget that my venting is read by 09482039482 people (I actually have no idea as to how many regular readers I have) and I know I should be…