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Back to Work*
What a day. I woke up thinking it would be a nice, quiet day… but it turned out to be rather busy. You see, I haven’t worked in the last 10 days. It was exam week for high school students so there was no work to be had. As semester two just started on Thursday (it was a delayed by a day because of the Snowverkill), I really didn’t expect to work again today. I made plans to have lunch with a friend, threw some laundry on and spent a leisurely morning catching up on my shows and mending some clothes. Shortly after 10am I got a call asking if I could…
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Thrifty Thursdays: Accessories*
Last week I decided to take on a bit of a challenge with my thrift shopping. Jae, the voice behind How Not to Dress Like a Mom, reposted an article she had written about about breathing some life into a “neutral” wardrobe by adding in little splashes of colour. Most of the examples she used in her post were accessories, and I took a hard look in my closet. It’s apparent to me that my favourite colours are black, white, grey and brown. …though purple is making quite a bold takeover in my drawers. I did have a few fun items, but I thought it might be fun to thrift…
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Snowpocalypse*
Okay. You absolutely MUST watch this video. I think I just died laughing. hahaha The storm sort of hit us–but it wasn’t the mammoth mother storm that we were expecting. WATCH.
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Snowmaggedon*
Snow, snow, snow, snow, snooowwwww! (Watch the above video. That sounds much better in harmony.) It’s all I’ve heard about for the last 24 hours, and the storm dubbed “Snowmaggedon” and “Snowpocalypse” by the Toronto Star has yet to make it’s grand appearance in Ontario. I’ve been watching it travel north all day–my friend in Illinois is stuck at work as they’ve already received 8 inches where he is–and it’s supposed to hit Toronto some time tonight. I have to admit, I’m a little excited. They are saying this storm is the biggest storm that we’ll have seen in a long, long time and I hope it doesn’t disappoint. I’m…
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What did you just say?
In early December the Hubster’s parents came to visit. They moved out to the East Coast in 2009, and this was their first trip back since the move. As we live in a teeny apartment that is jammed to the ceiling with our stuff, they stayed with The Hubster’s grandparents and aunt and uncle, and drove out to see us after we finished work each day. We’d drop all our work stuff, change quickly and head out for that evening’s adventure. As we were driving one night, we passed a tiny little restaurant. The sign caught my father-in-law’s eye. FIL: “Sushit & T? What kind of a name is that?!”…
