Make up…Done. Hair…Done. Slip on Dress. Strap on heels. Ready to head back to another place. Another time. Another era. As we walk into the grand room, we are surrounded with an endless sea of tables covered in white linen and sparkling silverware. In the middle is an empty dance floor, and at the end … More Dance Me Back to Another Time
I need to teach my family how to hug. We are a Canadian family with an Eastern European background. We hug when necessary…we hug “hello” and “good-bye” when we don’t see the person often, and we hug….hmmm???…well, it’s not an everyday occasion. So, I think my family might be a bit overwhelmed come December, when … More To Hug, or Not to Hug, That is the Question.
Oh dear, please tell me how I am going to tell Armando that I just depreciated the value of our new condo today with one stupid action? It centers around ironing. I hate ironing actually. I don’t iron. The ironing board that I contributed to our collective household items sits in the closet, practically new. … More Ironing 101
Got some bee-u-teeful flowers today!! Nope, it wasn’t my birthday. Not our anniversary. No celebrations of any sort on this day. And no, these are not Armando-trying-to-get-out-of-the-doghouse flowers. He brought them home today for me, Just Because. I love those gifts. No special reason, other than he was thinking of me. Don’t know how I … More Just Because Gifts
I’m Canadian. Armando’s Mexican. We live in Port Moody, BC. Being new to BC, we have a small group of friends here. The rest of our loved ones are spread across the rest of Canada, USA , Mexico and beyond. After the first few weeks of engagement bliss, we realized, “Oh yeah, we have to … More Getting Married! But Where?
Armando planned a date night the other night. Before all the “Awwwwws” start and the “He’s so sweet” fills the room, he doesn’t get full credit for it (but I will give him most of it). Lately, I’d been feeling neglected. Everything else had seemed to become a priority but me. This of course, was … More Nagging for a Date Night
I’m not a coffee drinker but I love coffee. I came to this conclusion the other night as I was lying awake at 3am. Lying wide awake because I drank coffee that night. At that very moment, I was hating the coffee. Now it’s true that I don’t normally drink coffee except for those times … More Coffee Connections
Armando and I love movies. And I am one of the luckiest girls alive because he loves to go to chick flicks with me. He will never admit it but I know he enjoys them; the duplication of romantic comedies in our combined DVD library attests to that. I think it’s the romantic Latino side … More Outdoor Movie Romance…who needs a Chick Flick?
I had a dream the other night that woke me up in a panic. No, I wasn’t being chased by some axe murderer, nor was I being haunted by creepy ghosts and ghouls. I hadn’t bought my jewellery yet. Now, wait, wait!! Let me finish…I’m not some shopaholic gal who’s worst nightmare is her credit … More 176 days left
On Sunday evening, I turned to Armando and asked him what his schedule was like this upcoming week. This was a regular conversation between us because his job requires him to travel on a regular basis. “I’m taking the ferry to Victoria tomorrow and will be back on Tuesday. Do you want to come?” This … More Romantic Dinner…on a Ferry?!