Once upon a time not too very long ago we played paddy-paddy-pancake with Caneggs Protein Pancake Mix for my bloggo here. Here is how it went!
This is all you need. Plus water. Or milk. Even chocolate milk. Or almond milk, whatever floats yer boat any liquid at all really. We added banana, strawberries, peanut butter m&m’s, and chocolate chips. These pancakes are so delicious and healthy it really is a power food and so easy to make because the eggs are inside the powder mix all ready to go. The less steps needed and mess, the happier we’ll be.
My beloved instagram bf and assistant, ain’t he cute. We only bickered for half the time haha mwah <3. Also that shirt tho... I have an inappropriate joke about it if you stretched your mind you could surmise what it be.
kk for measurement do equal parts liquid to your caneggs pancake mix. We did half water plus half milk (for the health and fluffiness factor).
The package looks like this.
and it looks like so in a measuring cup #mindblowing.
we started out mixing by hand then realised that wasn’t gonna work so got the hand-mixer out which you’ll want in order to get out the lumps in your batter but if you don’t have one that’s fine, you’ll get some nice muscle-tonage of your pipes instead.
Pancake one is a go. The second weekend we made pancakes for bf’s son with chocolate chips we learned that you don’t even need butter to grease the (non-stick) pan and it will turn out PERFECTLY and yes there is picture proof of that so keep going.
Who is to even know when you add your strawberries or blueberries exactly? I just wing it and pop them in when it feels right.
Then the next conundrum, when to flip’er?
She ain’t pretty she just looks that wayyyyy. Name that jam.
You can tell it’s healthy because it has that rubbery texture quality to it. This mix ain’t just flour and garbage nahm sayin’?
Banananananana time. This one was so good to go ripe bro.
I love photographing food I dunno if you could tell or…
Peanut butter (m&m’s) and banana go together like peas and carrots and I am a genius.
oooh squad it got the crispy burn on it dawg.
Then you plate them and feel like a Martha Stewart except her instagram food photo skills are not that hot so I have heard and seen. I basically know every useless fact that there is to know.
Not bad for a first crack at it.
bf puts peanut butter on everything and has a rapid metabolism it’s not fair, he will eat cookies with peanut butter on them for breakfast before we even make breakfast then eat that too.
This is when the bickering magic happens he says my beauty is not important I say yes it is because people are hyper-critical of you online, it is about the product and how you showcase it. If I am happy in how I look then I am more passionate about the post. While I do commend him and he is actually quite right, I am too. Who would want to look at a blog post with me as a hot sweaty angry stressed-out mess? Nobody. Do I want to get roasted eternally? Am I hyper-critical of myself from years of being criticized um duhh.
Normally when I do us breakfast I haven’t done my hair or makeup yet and look like a Gargoyle so it was annoying to have to do that for y’all so if we’re gonna photograph it then we’re gonna get it cute THE FIRST TIME.
I am also dieting like an m’f’er so showing my belly is, brave. See in my face just trying to get through this hahaha.
Gonna be doing a cookbook too so hopefully I will have a six-pack of abs and be shredded by then. I’m actually going to use my magic bullet for the first time after this post and smoothie it up.
Here is what that perfect pancake looks like I told you about previously. No butter, no fuss. We got this pan from fortinos fyi. We went halves on it hahaha.
Hiya pals here I am blah blah and we’re just more than midway through July summer be flyin’ I hope you’re making the most of it. If you’re a long time Raymitheminx reader you know that I whine and lament about summer here often and despise those who can’t wait for fall (yes I love fall too) but what I do not get is that they do not get that winter comes immediately after and then lasts for six months so why would you wish for that and not just enjoy the short-ass summer, appreciate and accept it for what it is (melty and arduous for some) and then as the days get colder, you’ll have your fall. I dunno do you like snow? Dealing with it, layers, chapped hands, and all? Are you a masochist?
Anywaaaaaaaaay just gonna go ahead and unapologetically enjoy summer and try not to trash on fall and winter too much here.
Life is so balls-to-the-wall high octane next level lit right now in fact we go for walks hunting cats then hang out with those cats for as long as they will allow. This little bastard scratched me too and drew blood. Far out.
We cat-whispered him on over and just chilled for a little while there’s a few ginger cats near us so starved for animal love literally hanging in parking lots with these little furry idiots. If it’s free and it’s fun, so down.
this only makes me want to go see him again now. We have another cat “friend” we call Barfy because the first time we saw him he just looked at us and proceeded to upchuck the most grossest upheaval of god knows what and we have since come to learn he’s quite a vicious hunter we saw him with a fucking rabbit in his mouth wtf! He lives in a party house on the corner so is like always out and about left to his own devices he comes right to me when I call, I feel proud about that.
This is Garbage Surprise as we call it or “mmm delicious garbage” I don’t waste money on food as much as I use to although it can be fun or “a treat” I love to cook and am making up for the years off taken from it. I like being a food scientist and making well, yeah, garbage, lol. Leftovers are great too, repurposing, smothering on hot sauces and other spices voila you get it I am sure.
Butter chicken (turkey) this one I would not call garbage surprise. You gotta change it up.
I liked the composition. bf made breakfast this day and it shows.
roots are so long rn ughhh time flies.
Interesting hair day. I uploaded these many days ago it’s hard to pause and pick up again on things did days ago like oh did I post that cloud yet let me go back and check meanwhile NO ONE CARES either way.
It seems we go here more often than we do but whatever it’s a good spot great views not many people around and last time we caught a model airplane guy flying all his toys, bonus entertainment he had his door open the entire time he killed his car battery so then we got to hear him call CAA and then they showed up we were in hysterics trying to act cool and chill.
Then the deer came out and watched us watching them weren’t very spooked at all I even busted out some of my cute animal calling noises and one wandered over DEER WHISPERER EXTREEEEEME.
yeah it’s been an interesting summer for hair I suppose for all of us…
This was a fun night and ended up crashing in the tiny home after herding some sheep and chickens. Just absolutely passed out hard realising we didn’t “need” to leave so why not. Also we went down for a nap and you know how that goes!
thank u for the flower.
It was perfectly country and relaxing thanks for having us!
Swamp Shrek vibes <3.
The stars of the show.
and these guys.
Super fun to watch.
They were posing for me, I swear.
hen house hay how are you?
We bbq’d I marinated these for a night first. I want to get or learn Mongolian sauce or whatever that Korean short rib bbq sauce is all about you need brown sugar white sugar soy sauce etc etc I found a recipe for marinating 3lbs of short ribs hmm sounds like a good plan!
It was boiling hot I put this on for four seconds I was really into how Johnny Cash I looked a’spose or Shawshank redemption’s my good ol friend Andy Dufresne I’ll slick back my hair next time fur sure.
Hmmm shall we discuss the bike accident now? Nah til next time leave them wanting more. ttyl!
Hey hello, happy Saturday! I’m just going to get right to it.
Just be in love with yourselves. Get your own blog and write about your life lovingly. We all have quirks and endearing manners of ways. Do it and let me know about it ‘cos I would like to read that I soooo long for the olden days of blog-sleuthing, have seen generations grow quite literally through the network of bloggers I followed over the years and I appreciate when other people live like a spectacle and let us see.
I enjoy story-telling and appreciate an over-sharer my mind gets blown every day from the creativity out there hell fucking yeah Gen Z’ers you know what’s up on tik tok that’s great it’s funny there was a system glitch and they all thought it was from the government shutting it down a friend of mine said ahha a generation thinking it’s so much more important than it is no wait overvalues itself? The government has bigger problems right now.
Anyway, I ain’t a generational-hater I accept everyone’s collective issues but please, unsubscribe me from them.
Did you know that half the population doesn’t hear its voice in its own head like they’re reading something but there’s no narration like there are the words and they just know what it means without hearing it read-out in their mind while the other half of us are walking around like f****** John malkovich’s f***.
When we first started dating we came here last summer I have been on this patio many times before as use to live nearby. he said it was worth it alone from the road rage incident we witnessed and I concur. Earlier at the mall I finally used an old navy gc that was burning a hole in my wallet and got a high from that.
That is outrageous though.
My new friend. The lady who cashed me out was like people all day getting this I’m like hell yeah sister it’s 6.99 there was a stack of them I bet they’re all gone now.
Okay so do I talk about the Karen-incident or do I take the high road? Okay let’s go. I was trying to get my purchases into this bag look how packed it is and does this woman not keep pushing her cart into me while I am doing that? YEP! Before I left I just looked at her and said, “You’re very impatient aren’t you?” meanwhile my cashier is happily trying to have a conversation with me while I am aware of Karen’s negative energy just trying to ram me and force me out like we are cattle I was LIVID. The cashier just ignored her and said have a wonderful day. When she FIRST tried to roll her cart up on me before I was done I just looked at her, still paying cards in-hand none of my stuff in my backpack yet at all she did an “oopsie I didn’t know” sly-ass style move. sorry terrorist I have many years experience with women like you NOT TODAY in a heatwave no less calm yourself now or you will see what not-calm looks like. She made that face at me that white people do to each other who work in agencies and pass each other in the hall but don’t want to say hi so they make this stupid smile.
This face, she did that at me so I instantly knew I was dealing with someone who was passive-aggressively not going to be held accountable for their actions. Then before I was finished, and this happens at the lcbo too but not all people are impatiently rude like this lady. Anyway she shoved her cart into me like a snowplough trying to conclude my business for me EXCUSE ME so I stood there unmoving to let her know it’s not happening only then she rolled it backwards AGAIN!!!! Like did you not learn the first time I wasn’t finished? I was also going lickedy-split speedwise because I knew Karen was having a fit fuck have a glass of wine before you leave, Christ please.
I was dressed exactly like this I was in an awesome mood and this old crow was having none of it HAHAH. My mom gave me this tankini and it was a confidence booster, my mom has great style and she gets bullied by cottonheads and other women all the time. Been there done that, the day before at the same supermarket I cut off every single Karen in my way, women who challenge every goddamn thing person in their path so you gotta fight fire with fire I see like 10 Karen videos a day, makes my blood boil as you can tell. Karen is a daily feature here now I will share you the one about the hardware store incident I had as a teenager in my next blog post. A girl I know on twitter said she was terrorized by them at her retail job growing up constantly OMG Karen-triggered. I am athletic leaner meaner and domineering like my brother you could say a tomboy but also fierce social justice warrior all of that shit when it comes to Karens I AM THE FEAR I am worse than them. I feel sorry for them so much as I can smell them a mile away there is one in our building I am going to give her a warning shot first before we call animal control on her.
See how draining Karens are to write about and/or experience allll of that. If I don’t write about it I may forget it so I tended to always write about every single thing that pisses me off out there like people’s audacious behaviour mostly but also the good too but then the wicked and the drama bit of show-boating but typically I am a mood-oriented blogger and if I am in a mood as in the wrong mood then you will see it all or really you will see nothing I understand what it is like to wear the other hat to be a watcher not a do-er and that ain’t me babe. It’s not right. But I’ve done it and I know why.
People hide for many reasons but if they’re not happy or capable then they just don’t speak or contribute. Not saying we are all owing our lives to social media but its become the norm and if people simply aren’t there then there’s something lacking yes you can have your down days but on the same token, for people who show up it’s because they too can be lonely I dunno it’s mean I guess to say that and I am always projecting too but shouldn’t I have not said instead that it’s because they’re on a mission and it’s good that they speak up.
After all we are all in this together I go on internet-wormhole binges having smart phones makes it too easy to disconnect with a false-sense of connection and it’s 100% a drug. Real life is very important and now it’s the luxurious sought-after thing. Right? Weird.
Lets get back to the positivity just be as woke as you can possibly be it’s 2020 and that’s how it should go no more turning a blind eye sweeping things under the rug speak out and help your fellow man as we are all finite this is the only planet we have so if you support some faction that disrupts that notion, it’s on you bro. Evil = bad Good = good if you are a simpleton even YOU know that.
During the hotter months you can’t help but be a bit happier like this is all free being happy is free, get it? So choose it. I can’t stand unhappy, moody people. Like ick. Back off with that, we are all in charge of our own emotions.
We stayed in this tiny home last Saturday tended sheep weren’t planning to stay over but then were so fatigued from the good times and heat that we passed out. Adorable. I’ll talk more about in the next post tho ttyl!
Hello hello, happy Monday. Hot ‘nough for ya? I apologize in advance for every thing that I am going to say based on sleep deprivation. It was torture trying to get proper sleep last night, so humid. We are still w/o A/C by choice but as each passing heatwaved day goes by it seems to be like, not, a good? choice.
We have been rocking a few fans and it was working great blowing all the hot air all around haha no but we closed the window last night and the bedroom turned into a sauna so I was up early on the couch where turns out I am too tall for so can’t really sleep properly there.
However, we are blessed there are far more suffering out there this is entitlement-complaining, gross, just sharing why I feel behind today.
One particular by-product bonus of weekday life is, in the wee morning hours on Paramount there is a Bar Rescue marathon and I am wholly-inspired by John Taffer’s stripping down, peg after peg, of business owner’s royal establishment fuck-ups en masse. He watches them on secret-camera from the oarking lot in a van then he goes THAT’S ITTT when he’s had enough and storms inna the place guns-a-blazing. It’s the best tv best bestie best and it’s a vehicle insight into America, State after another like everything you could imagine about the place plays out through seedy custies, beer-guzzling shot-takin’ bartenders (look I am a feminist so don’t even try me about this) okay I am sure they are fine people they just ratchet as hell and are drunken-stupor unprofessional trainwrecks wasting their boss’ money away and then you come to find out that these bar owner idiots are like $300,000 to over a million dollars in debt meanwhile their employee wastecases are living the life of Riley at their IN DEBT expense, right before their casting a blind-eye to it all noses. You get to see it all including sloppy bitches asses getting handed to them courtesy of John Taffer bless his heart. My friends and I discuss this show and scream when we watch it, I actually howl and laughter-scream. The other side of the coin is that John Taffer is a compassionate man too and the show has that feel-goodism aspect to it and you will cry because these people become so grateful and then “they learn” and hug and yadda-yadda.
Anyway, I find it comforting to see the trainwreck part of it as it’s just so extreme. It’s sad and grotesque seeing people in financial ruin played out on tv. I think we all find it all to be comforting (while disgusting) like how many things we get to bear witness to online every day the 24/7 news hour cycle rotation truly never stops. There is one atrocity after another, another Karen story after another like can you women just stop? Why so unhinged right now?
These types have always existed but thanks to the beautiful digital era that we live in THEY SEEM TO BE EVERYWHERE NOW. So I am thinking, why are they like this? Not all women implode like this surely, but this about to erupt at any moment breed is so truly heinous right now, and rampant. Is it the heat?? Why do none of them learn to just mind their own fucking business and leave innocent POC alone? I, like John Taffer, am a hot head and if ever saw a Karen going-off oh you balieeeeeeeeve me I ain’t havin’ none of that.
I cannot stand bullies. I always defended kids in school when I saw the cool kid getting too confident and picking on the little guys you see, I got a big mouth and I know how to wield it. I think everyone should be like that you always need to be ready and willing to get in someone’s corner if they’re at a disadvantage, when people say flex your privilege no fuck that it’s called being compassionate. Being human. But yes that is a weapon too.
And everybody is pissed off right now. We have all “had enough” of the police, Trump, being lied to and fucked over, Covid, pandemic blues, fear of the future, the state of the economy and its future-effects I am not saying enjoy the ride but if you’re going through Hell just keep going a la Winston Churchill.
Know your blessings and stop being a Karen. Get it together.
Well, moving on now and I regret saying none of that.
The sunset blaring through this part in the clouds was epic. Saw a gen z’er taking a pic and it made me happy bout that.
twas a hot day we went to see friends in st catharines I wanted to flex some fashion instead of my regular uniform although everything I wear makes me hot so I prefer a string bikini tiny tank look I think I was meant to be a nudist I don’t get how people can wear clothes and not want to die every second for me it is bothersome and I don’t mean sexy kind of nude just like oh my god I can’t stand this the clothes have got to go kind. Then you just sit around sweating like hippie commune styles, well we may as well tend the garden hey?
Oh Georgie <3.
I can’t with this one. Too adorable.
Haven’t done a patio in however long it’s a marvel and a money saver but this was a nice treat.
So delicious. Inhaled. That’s a banh mi pork sandwich, excellent. Will order 3 to share next time. The pad thai was great too.
Bye Georgie, smooshy lil muppet I miss you already. We had a great time oh and turns out you are not impervious to sangria hangovers, all that sugar, ouch. Alas was a fine time so no harm no foul.
But alas again have run out of steam and have other things to do this was great will be back again tomorrow with more, ok doke bye for now xo raymi.
Ready for cloud watching geekery? I only say that because I don’t want to offend the old people by saying cloud porn oops too late. People will literally get mad about everything anything if you let them.
and now there is a Raymbo. Remind me to take a picture of my Raymbo Brite custom heels and the back story is bananananananas too.
Some wild sky gazing things going on up there lately, storms, crazy winds blowing it all around, gorgeous sunsets seeing them from high up or in various other settings we so happen to adventure upon.
One girl on twitter saw a mushroom, while another…
saw a frog. Cuuuuuute.
Ships don’t lie.
Ghostbusters sky. I make that reference a lot.
Thank you Kathy. If you can believe it, Minx sent me a check years ago to get Minxed and blog about it that is how I met Kathy and we bonded, girl did we ever. She found some of these in her kit and mailed them to me. I was like how do I even do this without you? She sent me the video of Diane Keaton doing her own Minx manicure during quarantine faaaaaaaaabulous woman. So I put a few on yesterday, I need a better file and shall share once I refine this art. Also, raymi the minx + minx nails, are you kidding me how could they resist?
Sentimental model airplane field so much sky activity but no model plane geeks to be seen this windy-ass day. We wandered over to the dog park and got psyched about a future bike ride up here for picnic and walkabout boy, dog people sure are weirdos! This guy said you can’t come in without a dog (being a real jokester there) and we realised he was screwing with us and he got a big kick out of his comedy. I could spy an Irish Wolfhound from the model plane airport those things are so big but yeah, dog people man. Far out.
Dork tables. I accidentally said it once and now it’s what we call them. Can’t wait til we show up and people actually be flying planes here. A guy was taking a break in his city garbage truck though it’s a nice spot to hide but like aren’t you on the clock bro? We didn’t snitch just on my blog here in secret haha.
We spent an evening here when it was cold during the beginnings of the pandemic so that is why I am precious about it but also it’s an excellent spot no. yes. The security showed up by the end of our date (back in March), we realised there are cameras everywhere so they saw everythiiiiing. A guy simply rolled up, politely stayed in his car as we got our shit together and out of there. It’s something we still laugh about. So like, they saw us playing frisbee and football, eat a roast chicken off the back of bf’s car, have a loud car speaker-phonecall with my mom, other stuff etc.
Hi guys I’m back! What day is it, ohhhh it’s Monday. Cool cool ‘nother day in paradise coupled by heatwave which is supposedly breaking into a lightning thunderstorm later on to level out dat goddamn heat.
Oh my god ADD be strong let’s get through this, brain you can do it. Had to literally tell my bf don’t talk to me like I am here but I am not haha. Everyone in my family has ADD it has been a life-long possibility for me that I have largely ignored but I see it in all of us and it’s the British way not to scandalize or address but yeah, there it is.
I guess it’s obvious and present in every blog post that I write because you literally have no idea where this is gonna go nor do I and that’s fine I just take a deep breath and dive in. It’s a Kerouac thing not to humble-brag but I am related to that guy and you can kinda tell how mad I am and if you knew who he was I guess you can make a correlation. I have been in a love affair with writing since I was a kid and why did I stop, so many reasons.
You know what is also hard about blogging? Aside from the fact that I’m taking myself off of other channels to be here? (Oh the struggle) but again I digress.. the choosing of pictures is what throws me because I over-obsess and my style-choice of how I am showcasing things here, I know nothing else? It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks, ew I said it. NO not ew, because I am proud of this I distinctly recall being 19 years old during the (first) height of my blog fame something I should actually speak about what that was like, I’ll put a pin in it for now but holla holla that’s a goodie.
I always have these negative mean things in my head when I am writing here it’s every mean thing I have heard people say about me and boy there are doozies, that is another roadblock BUT f that shit because haters gonna hate you, just don’t let them trip you up.
I tend to hold on to it for a bit before I erupt and let them know how wrong they are. How they have mistreated me but I know that people fight the battle when the war is already won so it be what it be and that is why they lash out. It typically has more to do with them, not you, but still they try to mess with your life and can succeed. I do not ever forgive it. I stand in my power and my worth and how dare you. I just have experienced a lot of meddling lately it has been exhausting and hurtful. I am still wicked pissed about it and the anger is nowhere close to cleared yet.
Every piece of negativity that you put out there 100% will come back to you. Cruelty too. If you feel low, then stop the grudge you are holding on to. The hate. Let it go because all you are doing is hurting people but mostly in the end it is you you’re hurting most and nobody needs that dysfunction anymore. Some people are trying to be happy and live harmonious lives without conflict there is enough going on in the world for plenty to eat and they’ve had enough. Demonizing people and painting a bad picture of them to suit your own needs is no one’s gain. Cruel intentions are quite unbecoming. Thank you for the flowers but where is the apology. See: worst birthday of my life.
However, speaking of ADD previously… I’m currently helping my man with a golf ball FB Marketplace post and flexing my skills and for some reason mobile wouldn’t work to upload the listing but now we’ve got it sorted from my desktop I am happy I can help and make use of my copywriting technical skills. I am grateful to be blogging here and now too booboos… anyway he’s setting up his dream stereo system right now too which deserves its own post.
When people embrace their passions, like me blogging for instance, then you help one another and bring each other up – that is how it is supposed to be. You can’t rise up if you’re squashing yourselves or being squashed. I have always been a read-between-the-lines sort of blogger and anger is distracting so this is my therapy doing this. I need to get it out to move on and when I have been disrespected so rudely why should I not get my turn to speak my mind.
Now, actually moving on but if the person who all that was meant for read it, good. I am willing and waiting to have an open dialogue with you at your leisure but if not, cool then. I just find alienating people only continues the abusive, toxic situation. I have heard everything you said about me. I’m not being afraid to write here anymore because of people’s judgments. Period.
Speaking of that too, do you know that the woman who has cyber-stalked, harassed, bullied, and terrorized me for 15 years is actually finally behind bars??? See. People been messing with me all over for a long time and now I can speak out about it.
It’s a massive story but again I had to just “ignore it” forever but I always kept my eye on her and BOOM she has priors. When you are a blogger on the web, influencer, you will attract crazy people. My friends who are also in my scene have all gone through it, being trolled and harassed in so many horrible ways!!! I never breathed attention into it here too much in order to minimize it although over the years I am sure you have seen me go off about it when it boiled over too much for me to handle and all you guys could do is watch, no one could properly help me. I have had a sick woman emulate me, torment, attack me on-and-on for 15 years, drag me through the coals and gaslight me. If you saw her channels you would be sickened.
I am so thankful that she is in jail now on $50,000 bail no one put the 10% ($5000) up to get her ass out of there she is that heinous and all it took was someone else for her to harass and threaten holy smokes. I am still triggered and sensitive about it so will discuss at a later date kk it is still on-going.
Day-to-day life is pretty chill, we is happy. I have rolled my ankle twice though playing sports with bf so now we don’t do that it really needs to heal, lesson learned. Walking, hiking, biking is what I can handle maybe the odd toss of lacrosse but football and frisbee is too dangerous because the competitive athlete comes out and results in my ankle literally folding and it’s traumatic plus sets us back. My ankle crumpled a second time because the first time thought it was better but not really healed yet and I was running backward to catch a spiral and hit a divot in the grass – boom. Dunzo. My right ankle ballooned up like a ball. I have teeny ankles and well I gotta pay more attention. I have pain flashbacks still it’s quite scary but I did it to myself so I am not looking for sympathy only just gabbin’ with you.
And so we went on this walk in this cute little part of a trail when I was still newly afflicted we went light and easy but we had a great time and were considerate and cute to each other blah blah wildflowers everywhere… I have been feeling guilty about being happy lately, feeling nervous about it I am protective of it very much so. How terrible is that? Like, it’s “not fair?” I am not talking BLM well maybe a bit but mostly from all that other shit I made mention of before like when you say you’re happy people take it away from you or try to they really do which is sickening and mentally ill of them if you ask me.
Pride comes before a fall but I am not prideful I am grateful and know the difference between a low and a high and always find a silver lining in times like many people should cultivate the fine skill of self-preservation, stop, smell your roses.
This made me laugh and reminded me of a time we had to park in a field in Holland like an over-flow lot and the grass was so thick and tall but all the cars there are tiny ridiculous Euro things and you drive in to like an everglades-effect and you slam your door shut on all these tall grasses.
Went for a me-time spin on my bike this day I have a lot of memories of this pier and the waterfront in Burlington in general and consider it a happy place. I’m a people watcher so it always brings the goods. I scratched a lottery ticket made a couple calls which resulted in ME being the watched one lol then rode home to bf’s dinner made for us. Happy day.
Airing out things that bother you with having a platform to do it on I gotta admit feels freeing in a way unlike any other, sometimes scary the “power” but if people have made you feel so small, insignificant, and inferior for a long time why be afraid to call them out why should they get away with it?
Chickens come home to roost.
Another milestone is getting into shape again and feeling more confidence in myself, my body, my spirit, my all and there isn’t anything wrong with that I am still very much annoyed at the nasty things I have heard. I do not trash other women. It’s gross to me when I hear others bash me, like, you should know better. If you want to feel validated in your shittiness then yes, you have done damage. To us both.
Onwards and upwards, have a great week y’all.
Never be afraid to be happy, that is the take-away.
What’s up beauties, are ya ready to vibe out to some relaxing blog? kk sames.
You seem stressed have a glass of relaaaaaax.
Keeping it slow and low out here in burbia like I like it. We cranked’er up a notch in Toronto for an afternoon a night and an afternoon so I could break out my summer wardrobe… my duds I packed away in a box and stored up above in my apartment layout for a season and it is nice to be reunited with my fashions. I have enough out here but wearing the same outfit-style all the time more or less when you’re a peacock and your bf’s stuff is all around you, you get cagey and you cannot adequately express yourself style-wise.
Actually we are both a bit’a fashionistas but tend to ‘err on the side of “garbage” normcore a lot when we’re alone lol so hot.
He has this pair of khakis that when I ask him to hold my phone it falls through a hole in the side-pocket and hits the ground. They’re actually my favourite. We embrace the skid life. Literally doing any and every thing we can to entertain and amuse ourselves.
Toronto gave me anxiety to be honest all of Thursday up until the afternoon then I was fine. I did apartment viewings for a unit in the building both days for my friends, whom are also my landlords. More on the viewings later and I had anxiety because my neighbourhood there is off the chains: summertime and living there is C R A Z Y. The Window News never disappoints let’s be honest but anyway I have a crop of friends who live on Front and we always light it up at Sugar Beach when it’s summer, so that we did. Tashina picked us up in her convertible and we blasted on down. Bf noticed the crew already there and party was a-go.
There aren’t any bathrooms down by that beach though so you have to get creative and it is disgusting the only two areas everyone uses for a toilet. This Covid life is so degrading in many ways but I’m outdoorsy with ample outdoor whizzing experience… I even got my mom on board – ladies, just always BYOTP and you’ll be good.
I just think it’s hard existing in the city or any urban setting during the summer you truly feel trapped in a concrete jungle I feel for the people I do. I am the people but I always have a base I can flee to in the burbs or made sure of it well yeah being the only one of my particular tribe to also ride the rails in the city but as for now I am “over it”.
Time seems to have flown by since April. I spent the worst birthday of my life alone thanks to covid and some meddling of others suffice to say, but yes it’s June now and that’s all behind us but I remember everything, every detail, because a lot of living has been packed into that time since before now.
It’s been domestic bliss more or less shaking the cobwebs out and adjusting to new dwellings which has been fun coupled by anxiety. The thing is, everyone is going through some form of shit right now. We have seen behind the curtain of errrryone’s bullshit and there is no hiding. Deaths, closings of businesses, BLM having a well-deserved huge moment which I will also be addressing – this was supposed to be a fluff post as in, a breather-log so as to not say all the things I really would rather air, got me? Y’always do.
Nature is religion to me right now and I feel as though I have waded through enough hoops of hell to get to this place where I am at. It’s hard for people to be happy for themselves or for others but also to just enjoy what you’ve got your ample privilege like it’s hard to just be happy with your day? Really? You are so fortunate maybe you have a bit of money in your pocket it’s summer now finally yeah the world is sincerely going to shit at the moment but look at the bright side if there is one. Be grateful. Gratitude isn’t that hard it’s just you’ve become hardened. It’s hard to appreciate what’s right up in front of your own nose and why nobody knows but, just live your truth as best you can and look around you. You have more than you know.
People are at their happiest when they are doing what they are meant to be doing. Like right now I’m happy because I am doing this and my bf is happy because he is scrubbing a bunch of golf balls. You do what works for right now, you putter and you come together, you may fight but you just keep doing you and if you’re lucky you become symbiotic and there’s a flow.
I am re-reading my favourite book right now Rule of the Bone I may have spoken of it before here but I am sure there’s newbies who I do not expect to dig back although I am always delightedly surprised when readers are like oh yeah I remember that. Or dream about me.
Anyway, Rule of the Bone is by Russell Banks and there is a lot of Rastafarianism wisdom in it I found it in my library in highschool and was instantly shook. I also read the Darling by the same author and I recco both to you but yeah to re-acquaint myself with this literature I see my true self again and the girl I was when I first found it and how the world has changed since, it has aged well but it accurately encapsulates an era of grunge and also includes a motorcycle gang and triggering sexual misconducts too, yikes.
The best parts of it however is when the protagonist goes to Jamaica and before that when he’s living on a school bus in an abandoned field and meets his Rasta buddy I say no more except you really get to nail down your Patois when you are reading this shit and your skiddy dialect altogether and as a writer, personally, I need to read it’s like breathing in and out – to write you need to read you need your salt and you need your pepper too.
I feel like I have been consuming way too much and have read the entire internet I need to come back to creating content again but mostly for me (not for you no offense), but yeah of course part of me is interested in seeing where this goes and who cares who knows I mean if you’re gonna do it just do it and shut up right haha.
People would say I punch you in the face with my writing and then punch you again with a picture okay maybe I just said that about myself and am paraphrasing like if they even say anything about me at all I also am always just practicing comedy here too and if you’re not in on the joke or get it you can go into a hate-reading mode it is nothing new to me like why does she do this or that? Maybe just appreciate that I do it at all and stop questioning it because I have asked nothing of you.
A rock pile near our friend’s place no can’t divulge the co-ordinates my mom has adorned my nana’s garden with the rocks she finds but has since let-up a little on taking them because they are for all to enjoy. One of the silver linings of this pandemic is the creativity you get to experience via others finally geeking-out and flexing those parts of themselves right??? yes.
Aw my heart.
Wow, great uhh, address. Lol.
Can you believe I waited this long until posting a selfie? I am “making a point”.
I love this donut so much thank you for injecting some kitsch in to Burlington thanks a bunch for really reals.
Pretty sweet have a bud who lives so close to us with a backyard set-up like so.
My chalk art was trying to do tropical sunsetting I googled it was aiight but a bit hot messy in the end we all drew a bunch of stuff love this bike path very much so.
haha our car’s reflection.
I got yelled at over the bullhorn we still make fun of it just let it roll off yer back everything is comedy pretty much right now.
This was a surprise location hike there’s lots to explore out here.
Alrighty, my fingers are tired and it’s a heatwave it’s time to do the thing, live the life — this has been great. To be continued I will be back with more.
your pal Raymi
oh and ps. if you need a lot of golf balls for a good price, get in touch lol.
So like everyone knows I’ve been hanging out in Burlington these days cooking, hiking, and riding out isolation with someone special and overall my life is pretty good considering there’s a global pandemic messing with society. Long story short I am busy living it up like a retired Renaissance woman and literally haven’t opened my laptop in months… but now that I have I’m thinking why not more blogging?
I put the word out looking for cool gigs but there isn’t much happening these days. Everyone is online. My laptop is closed but my phone is glued to my hand. I’m kind of glad to not be in Toronto during all this but I’m there in spirit – I support the #BLM insurgency in all forms.
This is Keith and he specializes in renovating split side homes. He seems like an all-star handy man and with my expertise of directing and coaching him on camera, we worked our way through the script and got’er done. I passed on my tips from years in the field.
Talking on-camera while delivering lines and trying to look flawless, sound flawless, is a lot harder then you’d think. The night before we were watching some show where the host is simply talking while walking, using his hands a lot too and it was seamless enough but I remarked on how hard I knew that was to do. For me personally, I am at my best when I’m unscripted but many times you ramble on too long and it can come off sloppy.
Remember the Brady Bunch? Well, they had a split level home, two bedrooms over the garage. Except the house they used in the establishing shot didn’t have a garage. If you add up all the interiors, I’m told there isn’t enough actual house for the whole Brady family — I love these geeky facts. That island kitchen and the couch room, the big living room they never used and the father’s den – that’s the whole first floor. You’re telling me eight people slept upstairs? What about Alice? She could have been in the basement or maybe she lived off site lmao. Anyway, in reality they needed a renovation and home remodelling and probably more bathrooms.
Those are the types of buildings that Eastview Homes renovate best so they say; each box is like an uncut gem and they find the best light and add windows and work around that. That’s their big secret by the way.
Day started at ten am which was civilized. They had watermelon slices and apple-fritter pastries but I declined. At first my job was to help run lines and then I was to hold reflector dish but then we had too much daylight and I had to hold a sunshade. Then we kind of evolved beyond all that and just made Keith stand in the best light. Then my job became light hunter.
Also I was blown away to notice the house next door to one of the sites I had spent a week painting with my mom’s painting business the summer before, as in last summer and THAT mes amis is a tale for another time… the day we wrapped the gig the owner got us loaded I’m talking two cases of wine pool party and ants in the pizza I was uber’d back to Toronto because they made me miss the train and I had a date I wanted to see which in hindsight I should have just stayed LOL.
The kitchen builders’ name is Remi and that’s his son. First thing the cameraman did was kill their music and then he complained about their taste in music. This caused Remi to talk excitedly about Pink Floyd which he declared was his favourite. That stopped the conversation. Dark side of the moooooon forever bruh.
The sound on the camera was a concern and we worried Keith wouldn’t be loud enough. Then too loud. The mic picked up everyone talking in the background, lawnmowers and helicopters. It was a nice day and everyone was home and outside enjoying the morning. Kids on bikes came by with their grandpa wearing a mask. They left. Our shoot was too boring for them.
All in all it was an enjoyable, hilarious, and knowledgeable time. I like being outside, wearing pink hats, bickering with my colleague and helping businesses out. We did two locations then it was over and so this is the blog. Done and dusted.