Hi okay, hi hi, yeah, yeah, yeah let’s get all this fanfare and fuss out of the way now.
I just read my homework notes from Emily‘s talk we had last week re: my book and I really need to strap in.
I was a little bit overwhelmed and concluded FUCK THIS BOOK I can’t do this but like, it’s only 9am why am I already quitting?
This is what extreme anxiety is like. You are pretty much useless and anything you do achieve is actually a pat on the back but anyway, I said NO to those thoughts, go blog, and here I am.
I swear I have the maturity level of a fucking jelly bean yes I see it too but isn’t it just wonderful!
I think so. If you can just tap dance thru life like a stupid fucking moron then you have got it figured out. More or less.
in between drug deals with the guy I was dating at the time. I am 19 yrs old, an online model in secret, a famous it girl blogger dating a scary dealer in Toronto on my way to a nervous breakdown.
I have a list of words and each word is a chapter to build from and Emily said 30-40 chapters about so I fired off a list while we were on that call. Emily emailed her minutes too thank god.
Structure is my enemy but I love routine and need it, close to bringing it all together now. Emily’s notes are so good and my immediate opportunistic thought is to share them here with you but you can’t do that, you have to save it. I am so impulsive that’s why blogging is intoxicating I get immediate dopamine hits when I share everywhere in lieu of saving chapters for a book then experiencing better gains then instead and more. wtv I need a fucking podcast yesterday and my friend from grade school’s daughter watches my instagram bullshit and told her mom I should do Onlyfans yeah yeah I know we’ll get there.
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At this rate it will be forty years til I publish my book and then we can call it my opus fuckin’turd get it done.
here’s my list of words tho, I will redact some..
Sadness
Hospital
Webcam
Blog
Rehab
Mania
9/11
Six months in mansions
Holland
Maine
LA psychosis
Toronto
M___
___ muskoka
Beaches
Burlesque
Family
Internet
Social media
Insecurity
Anger
Humour
Dreams
Bingeing tv
OCD
Bipolar
Let me know if I am missing anything lol kk ttyl xo don’t be a Chooch!
ps. you know I love my definitions…
“Chooch” is Italian-American slang for a fool, dummy, or goofball, often used playfully among friends or family.
“Chooch” is a slang term primarily used in Italian-American communities, especially in the Northeastern United States, including New York, New Jersey, and Philadelphia
It refers to someone who acts foolishly, makes silly mistakes, or behaves in a gullible or stubborn way. While it can be teasing or mildly derogatory, it is often used affectionately, similar to calling someone a “goofball” or “dummy” in a playful context
The term originates from the Italian word ciuccio, which literally means “donkey” or “pacifier” in Southern Italian dialects
. Italian immigrants in the U.S. adapted the word into “chooch,” reflecting local accents and speech patterns. Over time, it became a common nickname or playful jab within Italian-American families and neighborhoods
Playful/affectionate: Used among friends or family to gently tease someone for a minor mistake or silly behavior. Example: “Oh come on, don’t be such a chooch!”
Mildly negative: Can describe someone acting clueless or foolish, but it is rarely meant as a serious insult
Context-dependent: The tone, relationship, and setting determine whether it feels teasing, affectionate, or slightly critical
Cultural Context
“Chooch” is regionally specific and may not be widely recognized outside Italian-American communities in the Northeast. It has not entered mainstream English and is mostly used in informal, familial, or community settings
Its playful nature makes it suitable for casual conversation but less appropriate in professional or unfamiliar contexts.
In short, a chooch is a lovable fool or goofball, a term that blends Italian heritage with American slang, often used to poke fun at someone without causing offense
speed reading here I don’t see anything about Jersey Shore hmm…
Ha ha ya right like that is even possible for this guy but I find that awareness is key of any shitty thing you’re up to, call yourself on it. That’s the only way you can make change because you turn a blind eye and the who world goes blind wtf was that saying again? It’s all water under the fridge just gettin’ two birds stoned at once here.
Speaking of blind, I also wonder if that blind person is still reading my blog. I made a blind joke once upon a time in my Raymi fashion which is like borderline gaslight politically incorrect ofc. I tow the line. Anyway I got dragged for it then lo and behold I receive a comment from a blind person having my back I was like THATS RIGHT MOTHERFUCKERS WHAT I SAY HERE IS LAW but that was so fascinating to me. Blind guy said he was able to read my blog with a read to voice audio something or other in a time when my blog being read aloud to him like a robot Stephen Hawkings and you couldn’t select your desired voice preference. my bf has a famous tennis player’s voice for his GPS (he seldom uses) and so one time we’re driving to wherever the fuck and this croony sexy swarthy mysterious voice relaxing and calmly is speaking in the background behind Sirius radio playing tunes, I ignore it, figure it’s another auditory hallucination lol but then I am like WHO is speaking what is that? Oh a tennis player directing us to another small town kk cool.
I still wanna make a Nagivation app and it’s your mother-in-law’s voice screaming at you to take a sweater and not drive so fast (soft seinfeld george costanza rip-off) like come on the wordplay is totally right there that’s how fast my brain is functioning, I’m doing the things and concocting riddles along the way fucking christ. I am nagivating you. Nagivation. No, NAGivation. STOP NAGIVATING AT ME. see? fun. especially three hours deep inna a road trip and you gotta piss but there’s no place in sight then someone mentions waterfalls and flowing rivers. Never stop trolling the world.
I look back on my life to understand the here and now like I can see bad habits I am forming and I am raiding my hand to try to curb them all in one fell swoop like you can conquer shit when u tap into a higher level of consciousness (can you believe that I am talking like this now?) and when you make that shift in establishing a new routine involving effort and wiping out the bullshit.
for the stupider ones than me, here:
Consciousness is the state of being aware of and able to think about one’s own existence, thoughts, and surroundings, encompassing a complex interplay of subjective experiences and brain processes.
So I want to work on a digital detox. Less social media. Less immediate dopamine reaction and OCD checking notifications around the clock. I never learned to shut off or nagivate that. I get a lot of notifications and it’s no different than drugs or any other addiction. If you have been a loner or isolate yourself, then social media is for you, so now that I got what I wanted I am drowning in it similar to lottery winners who blow thru all their money.
I wished for social media before it existed. I wanted to leave my beautifully screwed up teenage girl journals in parks for strangers to read and somehow get back to me. I thought of a system! I would dig a hole and there would be a sign-out log for all the people desperate to hear about my life. LMAO. Joke’s on you though because you’re here reading this so who is the loser now huh?
Another thing I need to curb is Love Island fights with morons like me on X. I like it as much as coffee. Lots. And then when I get attacked oh god lorrrrrrrrrdddd yess more please. I think I am addicted to humiliation and fighting I get an adrenaline spike when someone is mean to me, there’s legs here, it would explain a lot of my toxic patterns but anyway, I need to monetize it if I am going to continue investing precious time that would be better utilized elsewhere.
The thing with me though is if I like something then I will suck the fucking life out of it. That’s how we are with obsessions, hobbies, addictions, right? Not naming names but if you’re gonna chime in on my excessive unhealthy patterns then I will call you out on your annoying crap too!
See what I did there, defensive deflection. Don’t do that. Own and stand in your shit don’t attack and point fingers you know who you are if you do this.
Limiting social media I am hoping will lead to me blogging more and writing more BOOK. My writing agent said he will see if he can get me someone to help me. My bestie was but he literally RIP now so the position is now available. I have to trust you though. I let someone in before and they wrote a fucking hit blog piece on me LOL. I got Selena’d. jkjkjk but u know what I mean. Not bragging but I got some stage 5 clingers.
My next blog post will be a positive one nothing but motivational stuff as I would like to be the change I want to see in the world which means some people I know who are nothing but negative always it’s like abuse in my ears instant joy thief like fuck it’s entertaining but boundaries, curb it. When you’re the all new you that involves cutting out other people’s garbage you don’t want near you and never did nahhmsayin? I suffer from my own hell i ain’t suffering yours too. Empaths need to be vigilant. When giving is your love language you should not give too much and you will know when it’s too late so learn to SAY NO. And don’t apologize.
My girl Kenzie (who is getting so much hate and I defend the most like I am being paid) on Love Island corrected both of her matches in conversation and I wanted to tweet wow cunty but then I thought NO fuck that if she were a man saying those things no one would bat an eye. I also loved that she was right so hard and both men take the L. If men would just take more Ls and stfu more the world would be a lot chiller place like if y’all fucked up don’t waste more of our energies gaslighting around it because we saw it the first time. I step into my power of not getting fucked around with no more FYI first time I am nice about it and stand on business but if you didn’t take me seriously the first time, lord help you. When I fuck up and it means something to me, I do something about it I face it head on because I can’t relax until it’s rectified. Don’t understand the run and hiders and deniers. No aura points brah.
Okay I’m gonna pick some thirst traps for this post now.
Lemme know what you know, you know?
xo
Ate this yesterday then crushed a ton of weights and kettlebell. Being more aware of what I eat instead of starving myself and then snacking. Eat protein then have fuel and lift weights duhhh stupid. Still some steak left I will eat and do more puttering.
The odd cheat here and there so you don’t go postal. Sticky toffee pudding for 4.99 why wouldn’t you?
Hey what’s good I feel lost right now maybe I will find myself writing on my blog — feel like I’ve reached the ceiling today posting fb memories and getting lost in the abyss of twitter (X, whatever) notifications holy hell being niche twitter famous is an investment in time management of which I have none but anyway it’s interesting trying to cover all bases with a variety of nature videos selfies memes garbage reality tv hashtag opinions (specifically Euphoria, Below Deck, and whatever else I am bingeing quickly and instantly forgetting all about) reply guys blue jays food pics dog videos cats walks and then talking to my weirdo friends from the internet and irl, what a privilege it is to be me.
I am “finding myself” here now as well because I am actively avoiding doing something that I have long since put off all month or so and now it’s D day week to get’er done so I am pro-crastibating with the blog post but it’s okay I got a loose system in place here there’s pieces in motion ahah okay stoner mystery speak just shut up. I will let you know when I am ready I am trying to minimize damage always it’s like, a must, with the big mouth that I got and the stupid crap that I do plus no filter. I am flooded with that feeling of dread like it’s the night before your essay is due that you did fuck all all month long for. I carry that feeling almost daily lol.
I’ve just gotta book some flights and hotels and co-ordinate all that together and like use my brain and focus two things that I do not at all enjoy doing in the slightest you know that song I just want to bang on my drum all day, that’s the quintessential definition of my belief systems + life practices essentially, if I don’t do the opposite of “locking-in” I will basically crash out. Which sucks but I don’t make the rules I can only follow them and so normally my buddy would be holding my hand throughout all of this and guiding me but he is dead now so it’s ironic that I have to adult-it solo-mish in order to make it to his celebration of life this weekend and I am taking my brother because I don’t want to go alone and we know my mom is gonna flip out so I didn’t want to say what it is that I am panicking over because I don’t want to deal with that hassle – I suffer enough from travel anxiety as is.
See how much OCD people/anxious people torture themselves? It’s very real. Talking about it helps alleviate it. I saw that Deena and Vinny on Jersey Shore (which I am bingeing right now I can’t believe I didn’t already mention it above they are dominating my parasocial circle at the moment) suffer from what I suffer too: anxiety & OCD and lately I’ve been thinking I am AUDHD so when I see my shrink later this month I will be hard-launching the rest of my neuro-spiciness onto her see how that goes. Trying to get as many diagnoses over here and break some records jkjk.
When I die (knock on wood) I think that my brain should definitely be studied for science and if only there was a way they could later on tell me about it like how Walt Disney is waiting around for them to cure dying. lol aw I get it. If I were Walt Disney I would totally want to stick around.
I spoke with a few friends yesterday and Mel was over (i’m in the country right now he’s a buddy from town friend of bf’s and mine) and I fielded a few calls from various people after a few on auto-pilot I hung up and said and now that is how I get thru my day lol I am like a prisoner trapped in this cog of wheels that do not stop turning in my head it’s kind of exhausting but I am used to it by now when I have a moment of pause to reflect a wave of fatigue tries to settle and it’s like I could either sleep for a hundred years OR I could get up and do infinity fucking arm curls right now LFG then I’ll try to see how long I have been sitting hunched over for and if I need to pee so I’ll get up. I remember as a kid not being able to sleep at night and now I know why. I mean, I would lay awake thinking about all kinds of shit knowing everyone was sleeping I didn’t recognize this as racing thoughts dressed up as insomnia. It’s brutal. I can’t even sleep with my boyfriend. People who can fall asleep while I am on edge alert from the quiet tick of a clock and the hum of a fridge. I can identify every little noise in your house but then other times I am kinda deaf. Next post we can discuss my declining memory. Oof.
Okay is any of this neurotic bullshit even interesting I dunno just please don’t tell my mom yet until I talk to my brother and book my flights okay this is your test if you rat me out you’re banished from the Raymi fan club, I’m revoking your special ring.
See ya later haters!
Update: flights booked $1484. Hotels next.
Jules and I over a decade ago. She just got married sorry.
Well, I certainly hope that this story I’m about to share is worthy of you precious people’s times and I don’t come out looking like an asshole for even bothering telling it at all. A lot of my favoured (by people) blog posts are the ones in which I am in conflict or have strong bitchy opinions about some slight that happened out there in the mean streets so I’m just gonna go with it.
Had an interesting small town Karen grocery store incident last evening. Wanna hear about it?
Went grocery shopping the other day, grabbed some essentials, pies that were on special, a cucumber, hummus, gingerale, avocados, tostitos blah blah. Now, I’m in a small town where the lighting in this charming local supermarket is very yellow, NO ONE is around, there’s just a few customers here and there no big rush all chill-paced one would think. I can even smell the place right now just typing about it, it’s oozing with smalltown market vibes. Which is unfortunate because I am about to ruin everything about that.
I am majorly impatient. I can’t deal with lines. I am constantly hedging my bets in terms of timing when I will be approaching that check-out. I saw a guy come in and noticed a few minutes later he was already checking-out and I was like NICE this will be a slice.
The lay-out of this rinky-dink store is claustrophobic and by the time I was making my way to the aisles I required I felt like I was in a maze that was getting progressively smaller and once I finally sling-shot around to make my way out I had come down some diagonal corridor where the pops were wedged in all WTF-like you just gotta see it yourself you’ll know what I mean.
Also, I will note that we are in a recession right now it’s safe and horrible to say like people are stealing groceries these days and booze more so than ever, it’s all going up. I mention this because I am a born cheapskate/deal hunter, creative in my purchases with what I will blow and what I’ll scrimp on nahhm sayin’ so you best believe my pies were 50% off about to expire (plus they were delicious!) and my avocados were two for $4 and my hummus was also on sale 2 for $8 and would you think this lone teenage girl cashier had all that properly scanned in without me having to direct her the entire time? absofuckinglutely not.
Now. As previously stated I have zilcho patience I am basically a Karen-in-disguise but with compassion and moments of clarity like I do not wig out in supermarkets I am as the kids say, “chill”. However, the ACTUAL Karen in-line behind me had none of those qualities. Oh here we go I just knew she was gonna blow a fucking gasket when I looked at the screen and said, “those avocados are 2 for $4″ lol.
Bear in mind I am wearing my black cat ears cap turned backwards my dickies plaid hick jacket and jogging pants. I look very backwoods I ain’t got time for that big city fashions nonsense. I am a tall, confident woman. I have “an energy” about me like I would not fuck with me if I saw me, you know? This Karen would not stare me in the eye once during this entire ordeal yet she had a full body temper tantrum every time I spoke to the cashier. Of course my hummus wasn’t coming up with the sale price so the girl has to walk all the way to produce/bakery section and retrieve it which is when I locked my gaze on Karen and wouldn’t look away. She didn’t look at me once but was huffing and puffing like no other. At the penultimate moment of another girl opening up a lane this Karen literally stomped her feet with her hands in fists over how annoyed she was about having to move her granola bars and whatever the crap over to the newly-opened lane. Like, if you just took a few calm deep breaths and laid back a minute we will be done here shortly and you could just stay here but nope.
Is it my fault I chose three things that the manager hadn’t yet inputted into the system? No. Is it my fault that we are in a recession therefore I bought those particular items purposely even though all my shit still came out to $42. This is why there’s self checkout now I am sure some people just literally have no clue how to do social interaction justice like in the good ol days. I will give boomers that, they DO know how to gab.
But anyway the point of this story is that my feelings were hurt by someone being annoyed for a few minutes and I was the villain. I could do nothing about it like I hate people in front of me in line with a burning passion when they have a ton of shit and you’re in a hurry only buying a few things and then she starts couponing or whatever or just needs to go back and grab one more thing holy hell if heads could explode mine would when that happens so NOW being that woman I felt like I deserved every outburst this Karen threw my way but like in a cowardly fashion she didn’t have the nerve to confront me yet hated my guts. She even looked at the young couple behind her for help and they just shrugged confused and looked at me so I stood there like a statue this was embarrassing me now it was just a really weird vibe all around. I feel lucky to be alive, privileged and blessed, so when I see other people having meltdowns it makes me sad. Too many feelings!
Karen drove a pristine blue BMW. She left her cart in the middle of the parking lot and peeled out of there, exhaust billowing behind in the cold dusk air. This took maybe four minutes of her unhappy life. There’s a lesson in here somewhere and if you find it, please let me know. Other than that a lot of us need anger management aide, people need to calm tf down better. And yes, she had a shitty haircut.
Just kidding I don’t care! This moment is about me thank you, okay? and for those in the back without senses of humour, you may kindly stop reading meow. You. Are not cute. Because if you were, so would your personalities be.
Anywho. You may remember me from my last blog post in which I detail a phenomenally bullshit date I had the privilege of attending. Hi it’s me!
I had forgotten that I was happy again. That is alarmingly the only impetus that guides my passion to write. If I am not happy enough. Centered. It will just not come but it’ll surely spill out in other useless stupid fucking ways because I am tenacious and there’s no off button.
In elementary school I was a social butterfly as much as I was shy. There were lots of us like that I gladly stand on the shoulders of other giants like I, but anyway we all loved each other goofed around talked to one another so fucking much the teacher would eventually always snap and move us to the other side of the room at another kid’s desk then I’d just end up talking to all those new people over there haha. Up and down the hallways of our Catholic school you’d see multiple desks outside classroom doors with a solo kid sitting at it. The chatty kid. The dunce. How shameful! Is that even allowed anymore? And of course being ADD and “needing” to be excused for the bathroom you’d go and high-five all your little asshole outcast friends sitting in time-out along the way ahhhhhhhhhh the good ol days. My brother let a cat in our hippie highschool one day and as I was sitting in law class I see this farm cat just walkin’ on by down the hall I died lol.
The chattiness has never left me in fact its probably gotten worse over time but it comes in handy at work. The trick is knowing when to shut up. Each person I encounter is a new opportunity to practice my material on. Yesterday a woman asked me to leave work early and go riding with her. That was pretty adorable. I made a thread on twitter about it which inspired this blog post actually.
A mature-aged woman wanted me to sign out of work today to go riding with her. I considered it! I wonder if she is lonely, wealthy, hitting on me or just genuinely dug my vibe. I am a natural social buttefly and it comes easily to me to make people laugh and smile.
I also do NOT enjoy riding horses altho I would've gone for it. So bizarre. Several others witnessed our exchange and were like, I thought you "knew" her.
I feel like this could turn into a thread now. Another customer bought me shoes on my #birthday last year. I love freaks lol. Another old bastard shows up and slams his Bently into pole out front leaves th3 car running high beams on and flirts mercilessly with me we love him.
One of my schticks is acting dumb when I accomplish some amazing small feat or impart knowledge/info on em I say, "I don't know much but I do know that." They fall in fucking love lemme tell ya. Be the salt of the earth always.
At times, school kids I grew up with come by and they don't know I recognize them. Admired them from afar. Blows their minds I tell them I remember them, mention our school. My brother. They look the same but weathered. Saw one today. There is nothing to say and everything to say
This is the part where sadly I break the news I’m turning 40 at the end of the month (ew disgusting) and we know that I don’t identify as an old person but happily I will be accepting gifts and donations in the charity that is me. Thank you in advance. God I hope these jokes are landing. I wrote the majority of this post last night and I’m running out of steam now plus got things to do so bye for now xo.
Hello my lovelies, ready set go for some more snow? The moral of this blog post is appreciate what you have while you have it ‘cos when it’s gone, bro it’s GONE. Okay that’s a little dramatic all I mean is it’s sunny and warm out now all this snow is goners.
I swear if I ever saw a turtle scale that steep hill to cross this road? My God.
The parking lot of Dundas Valley is/was covered in snow. We were stoked. Haven’t been here in years and will spare you the who gets credit for this super wicked fun idea for a day LOL but obviously me. It would have been nice to add YOU ARE HERE on the map before heading out to the multiple criss-crossing trails of D Valley but mebbe that’s just me. We got a little lost but google maps is shockingly accurate, yay that.
My Grandfather, Dad’s Dad, his name is JRW, John White, so this was special and saved our asses on the way back also might I add the degree of difficulty for this trek was quite something because of the snow we had to clomp through. We were winded after the first incline and then discovered there would be a fuck ton more hills and kind of went mad. We stuck to Sawmill trail for the most of it then it got wonky and we were going it blind.
It was a beautiful hike that’s for sure. We did not bring enough snacks or beverages/water in case we got lost-lost in hindsight and we laughed about that the entire time. There is nothing worse than getting stuck somewhere and being hungry. All I thought about to mentally motivate myself through the end of this hike was the Thai stir fry I was going to make when we got home. It was delicious.
I’ve gotten new boots since and would love to break them in here! Kicking local snowbanks can only do so much for a girl.
Break one. You get to see the serious walkers out and about when you go for a stroll through the hills yeah and this one guy came through in leather shoes and leather jacket no hat no mitts we were like WTF LOL. Meanwhile a group of serious loud-talking walking ladies that you can hear an entire kilometer away because it’s so silent there completely engulfed in nature if you are currently going bonkers from being indoors too much and want an escape, I recco a hike. You might see deer.
It doesn’t look like much but this incline killed us it’s only half of it as seen from above very humbling we were dying AND we hike all the damn time. The snow helped and hurted us.
Canadian Beer fridge. If ya ain’t givin’er ya ain’t livin’er.
one more scope-out before moseyin’ on I’m tellin’ ya this is called Dundas Valley for a reason. More like, eight finity valleys chrissake.
To you, this is a boring picture of snow but to me it is a momentum downhill advantage that you throw yourself at. You walk down, you walk up, and on and on it goes. We would get to a peak or vista whatever the crap only to see a whole other hill to climb, hence the going mad. Still need to chart the course we took to properly brag about the Kilometers.
Walked through many pine tree clusters and bf says they were too perfectly placed therefore man-planted. I appreesh if that’s the case and you better believe yours truly got nature-splained the whole way.
Gorgeous. Spectacular. Magical. Years ago, I spent a December in Holland and went on a walk on Christmas day just over the border in Germany which resembled Canada so much. Both The Netherlands and Deutschland look like Canada. That’s all. Humble travel-brag.
The silence was also quite striking.
It was like being in a Christmas card.
We did a big hike with friends in Fergus not too long ago and they are habitual long distance hikers they would adore this and would do every single trail. They are also German, speaking of.
I uploaded a ton of pictures I am trying to be discerning. Failing.
Ooh la la that’s what I like. We dilly-dallied a little this day and so the majority of people weren’t passing us or out hiking by this time so we were pretty much alone which adds to the excitement in getting lost potential. Ain’t no one comin’ to find ya. I love disaster survival movies, most excellent.
This is all melted by now and muddy. We did a magical snowy forest night walk last year and everything had melted the next morning I took no pictures it was like a dream and never really happened the snow was so fluffy we were climbing hand over foot using head lamps. Bananas. Should probs do one of those naked and afraid reality shows.
Random blobs of snow would rain down on you or in front of you. Coolness.
Sort of dressed like a tree.
Oh look, more incline. Great.
Not dressed like a tree. I was mad at myself for wearing my neon orange Carhartt toque in case deer were around they’d see me a mile off but wait they could be colour blind and I actually don’t know anything about deer except their droppings really smell if a dog rolls through them so do not let that happen! Worse than a skunk.
Oh look more flooferness.
I wanted to be tall enough to punch that snow on the right from below to make it dust all over my bf but am not ten feet tall, unfortunately.
On second thought, ten feet wouldn’t be nearly enough and you don’t get good air from jumping off of snow you just sink further into it haha.
The picture of me in the beginning of the post was taken down this corridor.
If we brought a football would slam it right through that one.
I think you are starting to get the point.
LOL bf just walked by and sarcastically went, “WOW”. Yes I KNOW I hope this ends soon too.
It’s the Narnia escapism for me.
Then a bit of a fork this is probably about the time we started getting confused.
and again in landscape. I couldn’t even measure our course if I wanted to (and, I do!) because I don’t know where we were I kept “recognizing” things and then secretly being like, nope, I don’t think this is the place. I’ll just keep that to myself lol. I need that hike tracking app.
Went off course to another trail to hang on this little bridge by a creek.
I have never been here in the winter before with snow it is harder to catch your bearings ya ya okay you got it.
See a heart though!
A heart kite aww <3. bf said he pre-arranged it for me haha.
Ooh yay signs of life.
Picturesque. This was coming up on the Bruce trail now holy hell intersecting is happenin’.
The sun is trying to appear amidst the Siberian winter sky I’m surprised I even noticed it.
Another crazy incline going in the wrong direction and yes we did it and I lost my purple mitt on the other side of the hill so bf had to run and fetch it we could see it sitting there like an idiot just after huffing it back up the other side of this hill it was a low point for sure but hilarious so win-win.
Gotta get one of these first. That Mandarin bag is probs worth money now that buffets are closed eh jk.
So we turned around cos we could see the road and were on the Bruce trail which would have been a whole other trail from no return it was time to re-route and figure it out.
Running back with my mitt. Luckily I noticed it so quickly. You constantly take your gloves off to take a picture or grab/do whatever then walk a bit before putting them back on again and by that time your glove is long gone and you don’t know exactly when you lost it.
We were getting tireder by this point so any back-tracking was annoying and again this was a mighty incline. One of those days where you just want to go straight home but we still had an errand to do first which felt like HELL on earth.
My hero.
SO PRETTY. Definitely doing this again.
I filmed a music video here in 2009 at least I think it was here. As I said, we were hella lost. The only thing we brought was Scorchin’ Hot CHEEZ ITS! Leftover lasagna from the night before but ate that in the parking lot at the beginning.
doggie booty oh no.
WHERE TF ARE WE I AM OVER THIS
Finally some gotdamn Valley. We saw deer droppings, no deer. rip off.
Ain’t nobody sitting by this point just trying to get it done with actually I used this bench to get something out of my purse.
“His eyes looked like two piss holes in a snow bank.” That’s a bona fide PEIism for ya ahaha I told it to my bf and it’s one of his fav inspirations now needed to give it legs ah suppose.
There are some dangerous walking parts fyi.
Someone was fully in their element.
Hi Grandpa. <3 Miss you.
bf decided to Bart Simpson slide down this that’s the destruction he caused. Forever young.
Sent this to my Dad he said he always tried to put him on the right path lol.
That’s where you drive in and pay thank GOD there’s still one more long haul to go passed another parking lot though this is also a major tobogganing hill we were bummed we didn’t bring one.
I took MANY pictures of this so forgive me if I slightly duplicate-post one (or two).
And, there it is again more closer up. Was trying to get the ice off the rocks which is hard to do if you know anything about photography, back-lit, back-lit, nein nein nein.
And from above. We went for a nice walk the next day much further down the beach and those icicles were next-level which will be my next blog post WHICH will occur much sooner than the expanse of time between the last one and I am not even gonna promise that you can just wait and see it MFs.
Some ding dong, I bet he is Russian. He decided to Polar Bear dip himself in these subzero temps waters. I mean, my hands were badly frigid when I had my mitts off so I can only imagine what Scuba Steve was feeling in there and luckily he was wearing a wet suit replete with the… head part. It was ridiculous. People were concerned and I think he actually made the news the day before because people were so freaked out by it. Like they say cold showers are good for your system, this bro took it to a whole new level.
I’d do it for a cool grand and even then have reservations but this guy is living his best winter life for free. Someone came upon us on the shore and said oh is your friend coming around there? We could see his wavelengths ripples appearing I said no not our friend but what a LUNATIC!
bf got a sheet of ice from one of the rocks we were going to do an IG boomerang of him smashing it but it all crumbled in his hands and fell between the rocks before we could film it hahaha. It was nice to see people copying us as we left, smashing ice and rocks on the ice. Forever young.
We walked on some of this ice beneath the bridge and I obvi got spooked out and abandoned the idea. Love me some hometown graffiti always.
One post at a time but this one just gets me jazzed about the next one I’m gonna do. Can you believe at the height of my blog fame I would post 3 times daily and then make time for discourse in the comments it was like THE place to be.
Try and walk over that.
and the man of the hour… like why not just walk to shore? is the difficulty degree the point of it all? What are you training for?
Just brilliant. Kudos. Anyone not understanding how cold it is in Canada right now and particularly last week it’s kind of a Polar Vortex so the absurdity of getting in this water right now for a wee cheeky swim is is majorly high.
This is James Bond-level shit.
More ice tra-la-la.
We have the same view from our balcony just a little further down a ways. View-splaining.
I am tellin’ ya mate this was a cold time. We did a hike with our friend earlier in the day and were on our way home but decided to do a quickie look-see because you can only stay inside so much. The answer is snow pants or double pants if you’re gonna get thru winter. I hate the cold. HATE IT.
Someone adorable is a smooth glass collector-placer in these parts I found many piles of glass set-up the water is constantly flowing and smoothing over the garbage glass people chuck about and nature does its work and someone makes a class statement about it. Use what you’ve got eh.
One more picture snap for the road.
and one more pic of me with a pink hair filter on for fun.
Plus a dramatic picture of my Nana who just turned 90. Bless her.
Good LORD it has been awhile, “sorry” and you don’t care either way yo hello what is up? I guess we’ll do some sort of wrap-up catch-up now then.
It’s a gorgeous one out there today gonna fire this off super quick then hit the town. It’s going to be even hotter on the weekend. Righteous!
Sweet deal around the corner from us going on right now def grabbing again before it expires for good. It’s nice to take a night off from cooking too. Starting to make the same crap all the time it gets tiring too.
The party light came out Halloween night super trippy fun dance party playing lots of records.
This was THE scariest thing ever he jumps out at you all these amazing terrifying installations I’m talking PRO-level my GOD you must check it out next year these people are nuts like a whole row of them compete with their crazy scary houses it was bananas. Tarantulas on censors jump out at you oh man I hit the roof hahaha.
Made the randomest of costumes it came together alright we were hanging in our friend’s backyard and the temperature legit dropped and we had run out of firewood too these are thermal pants but started to get chilled to the bone which is why today’s hot weather is super interesting!
Got burritos crushed them by the lake on another cold as hell night windy spooky too cold to hang around too long though we try.
That wind off the lake bruh boy she strong from here on out I am going to just tell you the temperature of each picture.
Cute bunneh.
oh noes the feets ahh I die. Mike said you could pretty much just touch it so I was like okay but then the bunny definitely did NOT want that haha nice try.
Love it. All that sparkly Christmas extra-ness yessssssssuh.
Like obviously someone needs this in their house.
This is me blinking in Christmas land.
So many people messaged me about this place asking where it is what it is I am like bro can you handle it it’s Christmas old lady heaven in there plus farm animals AND a restaurant supermarket.
Omg I love this no shame or irony whatsoever.
*faints*. I think it’s the collector side to a person, the desire to possess trinkets and what-not.
I picked these up a little while ago they’re dead now am thinking of what I want next flowers cheer and class a place up, no?
Distorted because had to zoom in to capture all the lights-action. A phone upgrade would resolve this issue.
This one is my fav. The owner came out cos we were all milling around the property she said we scared her it was funny but I was also like well your front lawn is a horror show people gonna flock. Speaking of horror show, how bout that election hey? Yikes.
Dave Chappelle and Letterman. SO GOOD.
That’s Barfy. We love him quite possibly her, I dunno I get boy vibes but he reckless so maybe then he’s a woman? Lol who knows. He’s been MIA the last couple visits so I hope all is good.
So fab.
Okay cashing out my chips now I bid you adieu we’ll meet again soon have a good one xo!
