If you knew me....

• I am a redhead... and a Scorpio.  = DANGER.  I have a temper.  *big smiles* LOL
• I loooooooooove fruit.  I used to be allergic and thankfully am no longer.  Well, I still have to stay away from Lychee and grapes.  But I can deal with that.
• I often blow off lunches with friends or work colleagues so I can go to the gym and sweat it out like a beast. [As a matter of fact, I'm headed there right now lol]
• You'd know that I'm a chronic list maker.  I make lists of my lists, particularly when I'm travelling somewhere.  And as a result, I tend to over pack.  It's amazes me I've never lost luggage in all my travels.  *knocks on wood*
• You'd know that I'm an only child.
• I adore my two dogs like most people adore their two-legged children.  Just because I choose not to have children in this crazy, fucked up world we live in doesn't make me any lesser of a person than you.
• I used to work for a National law firm for 5 years but I left back in 2010 because it was either that, or I likely would have had a nervous breakdown by age 30, or I would have died of a stroke or heart attack.  If given the chance, I would never go back to working at a big corporate law firm.
• You'd know that I have no tolerance for bullshit and drama from women.  I can't stand the catty nature of some women and I stay as far away from that bullshit.  I try to surround myself as much as possible with positivity and good people.  I may not have hundreds of friends but the few I have, they're like gold.  They're family to me.
• You'd know that my dream dog is a Harlequin Great Dane.  One day... One day...
• You'd know that I wear my heart on my sleeve
• You'd know that I don't get enough sleep. LOL. 
• You'd know that I'm pretty flexible, as in bendy.  I've done dance, gymnastics, acro, yoga and aerial silks all throughout various times in my life.  I'm not double-jointed but I have loose joints and I can hyper extend my thumbs, knees, elbows and shoulders.  The thumbs hurt, but the rest don't.
• You'd know that I often bite my nails, a habit that I've had since I was a little girl.  My mom tried everything, from that nasty nail polish to tabasco sauce.  If there's a will, there's a way. LOL
• You'd know that I've had maxillofacial surgery when I was 15 a.k.a. jaw surgery.  Long story short, I had braces when I was younger, had them removed, my upper jaw was average size and bottom was smaller so the braces only did so much but couldn't take away the entire over bite because of the size of the upper jaw bone itself.  Also, I have TMJ which can be painful, it can cause headaches, etc., that and coupled with x-rays that showed by jaw slightly shifting backward over a short period of time, so it was necessary to fix before it got much, much worse.  So I had my wisdom teeth all removed, back to braces for one year to space out my teeth a bit since I was now missing the wisdom.  Surgery consisted of removing 1 cm of the upper jaw bone on the left and right sides alike, pins in upper jaw both sides, bottom jaw shifted forward a bit (not sure by how much but ever so slightly), pins on both sides of my lower jaw, a plate in the roof of my mouth and finally, I have a titanium chin (which is always fun to let people feel lol).  Recovery was BRUTAL.  Stupidly, I had the surgery 2 weeks before going back to school and my face was ridiculously swollen, people thought I had plastic surgery but couldn't figure out what (nose was the common denominator).  I had my jaw wired shut which meant that I had to eat puddings, Boost, Ensure.  It was brutal.  Smells of food were torture for me.  I lost about 30 lbs (great diet lol), so much so that my fingers looked skinny as hell.  I have a permanent numb spot on the left side of my chin (or right side if you're facing me), which is nerve damage and frankly, I'm surprised that's all the nerve damage because they literally cut along the gum line below your teeth all the way from one side of your jaw to the other (both lower and upper) and essentially peel the tissue back to expose the gums.  Sounds gross but it's actually quite fascinating.  So I have the bionic face that's worth tens of thousands of dollars.  :)
• You'd know I've had Lasik eye surgery in 2009.  I wish I only had it done earlier, it's fantastic and so liberating. 

And I'll end it on that note.  Canada is playing hockey in the Olympics right now and in medal ranking is placed third.  Not bad Canada, not bad at all.  Go Canada go! :)  Have a great weekend everyone!

I found this last night on Facebook and thought it was brilliant!  Love Jack's face lol
 

A day in the Life of (DIL)....

Day in the Life of.. chronicled from Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Wake up at 5:30 a.m, had a shower last night so I'm good this morning.  Brew some coffee for Jeff to take to work, wash my face, brush my teeth and then I head to the kitchen to make lunches.  Once I'm finished making lunches, I'll feed the dogs, who are diligently sitting behind me like little Prince's waiting for their breakfast.  Between waking up and making lunches, I usually check my phone to see what's come in over night.  I don't like notifications looming so I'm a bit anxious to always clear them so I know nothing is pressing or requiring my attention.

6:00 am rolls around far too quickly and lunches are done and I've fed the dogs, they've said their goodbyes to "Daddy".  I mosey into the bedroom and put my clothes on for work for the day.  Today I'm wearing a dress with bare legs (shit it's crisp out this morning though is my afterthought).  Ignore the yoga poses, I'm doing a few challenges on Facebook so you may notice an abundance of yoga poses throughout the month of October. LOL

 

After I guess, we'll say around 6:15 am, I proceed to sit on my hall floor in front of my mirrored hall closets and do my makeup.  I look around to see what the dogs are doing and I see one at the bottom of the bed, laying in his bed and this would be Baxter.  He gives me a bit of an eyeball as though to say that I'm encroaching on his sleepy time.  LOL.  Charlie, I can see, is in the living room on the couch.  When I'm done doing my make up, which takes no time to do since I've got it down to a science, I decide I don't have time to make it for the 6:32 am train, so I head to the living and put a blanket on Charlie and tuck him in a give him a million kisses.  I tell him to have a good day and to be a good boy.  I repeat the same with my little Baxter, who cutely nuzzles his head deeper into my arm as I give him a snuggle before leaving.  I head out the door around 6:45 am and start walking to the GO train, which is about a 10 minute walk from our place.  Damn it's nippy out!  Should have worn stockings!!  It's not summer anymore, Lindsay.

 

Because I can't seem to get my shit together every damn day, today I decide to take the 7:02 train, which is delayed about 2 minutes.  I get on the train, on my usual, the second car from the front and settle in.  Check my phone for a couple of minutes then I move on to my book, current read is a Stuart Woods novel.  I read for a bit and am feeling a bit tired this morning and can feel my head bobbing so I close my book and close my eyes and wake up around 8 am not far away from Union Station.

 

8:10 a.m. - Delayed because of the crap going on at Union Station.  It's like herding cattle, you don't move an inch and you're literally shuffling.  Great way to start your day!  LOL  Walk to work.  Its 5 city blocks or 1 kilometer.  Get into work, take my coat off.  Get a text from a co-worker who's debating on calling in sick, I tell her to take the day it's quiet for her and she obviously needs the rest because she's been feeling crappy for a couple of weeks at least. 

Somewhere close to 9:00 a.m., I make myself a coffee.  Drink that as I'm working away.  In between working, I check a few gossip websites (lol I know, shut up, I'm just waiting for news to drop that KK is divorcing LO), I check my schedule on the website to see if my weekend pet sitting/dog walking has changed; it hasn't.  It's still insanely busy but no new additions. 

 

10:00 a.m. Make another coffee, have my oatmeal.  Continue working away.

 

Soon came 11:40 a.m. and I realise that I got to get a move on it and go change to head over to the gym if I plan on attending the Combat class at Noon. Go change quick, then walk down a couple blocks to the gym. I did a 45 minute cbst class and then walked to work. Lunches are always the same while at work Monday to Friday. Unless I meet a friend for lunch or something, my lunches are at the gym. Working not only makes me feel better physically but mentally. 

 

Return from the gym, doddle a bit at my desk while I'm cooling down.  Change, come back to my desk and continue doing dictation for one of the Commissioners. 

 

3:45 p.m. rolls around real fast and I take off my shoes and get my things together to leave and take the train home.

Hop on the train around 4:05 p.m., read a bit and then have a snooze for maybe no more than 20 minutes.  Wake up in Aurora.  I always set my phone alarm because I don't trust myself to wake up at my train stop.  After riding the train now for the last 8 years I now usually rouse around Aurora or even south of there, at King City.  But I still don't trust myself to get up .. It has happened before where I've slept through and had to go all the way to Barrie and wait for a bloody bus and take it home.  Makes for a very unhappy camper lol.

 

Get off the train around 5:15 p.m. and walk home.  Get in the door.  Jeff has gone to Cross Fit so it's just me and the kiddies until about 7:30 p.m. Now on this night, I end up doing some yoga and taking pictures of poses for some of the yoga challenges that I'm doing on Instagram.  The dogs have more than once photobombed pictures and there are some poses that I end up falling out of as the camera clicks away.  Oh well, sometimes you have to laugh at yourself. I will also include some other pics I took just before I changed back into my clothes after my lunch gym visit, too. 

And then some out takes lol...

I gap out and that brings us to almost 6:30 p.m.  I start watching Teen Mom 3 (don't judge lol) while prepping a stir fry for dinner.

7:00 p.m. I feed the dogs and they are overjoyed, as though I haven't fed them in MONTHS.  Such dramatic, comical fellas Charlie and Baxter are.

7:30 quickly approaches and in walks the man of the hour, Jeff.

We sit down to eat about 8:00 p.m. I guess, stirfry and couscous.  We watch Survivor while surfing our phones and Jeff playing his Playstation.  9:00 p.m. rolls around and Jeff is still playing a game with Bruce so I turn on Sons of Anarchy from Tuesday night.  Watch that and set the oven for 350 so that I have to make the banana bread that I've been saying I'd do all week.  Whip that up, put it in the oven and then immediately afterwards, I saddle up the dogs to take them for a walk because they're being especially annoying tonight, barking and just generally not listening.  I figure a walk will tire them out. 

Get back around 10:30 p.m. We ended up watching Cat Fish, the one from MTV and man was that a fucked up episode.  The cat fish was a woman that would try and get girls but lead them to believe she was a man, even down to telling Nev and Max that she'd have sex with them with a dildo that was very real looking and fake.  How does one have sex and not realise what the hell is going on?  There must be some really dumb ass people out there.  Clearly!

Not long after that, we got the boys and headed off to bed ourselves and not long after, or so it seemed, 5 am rolled around.  And much too soon.  Ugh.  Onto the next day, rinse, lather and repeat.

Peace!

Well hello there kids, it’s HUMP day!

And this week, for me (us), that means 4 more sleeps until my mom and step-dad get back from their 4-week trip to England aka we get to go home (!!!!!) and everything will resume to normalcy again:

• To sit on our couches.. (such simple things, right?
• To have things like our Henckel (sp?) knife-block (my mom has shitty knives at her place, although I know I could have brought them with us, that probably would have resulted in some missing or having a mishap myself transporting them, being the ever so graceful gal that I am lol)
• Our OWN bed and pillows (Jeff hates my mom’s pillows, they’re like hospital pillows)
• The dogs are going to sleep for 2 months from winding down from the excitement and literally just not settling down much because of the other two dogs and the constant shadows that I have following me from room to room (I’m never alone, which is comforting that I’m so loved but Jesus Christ, I can’t even go to the bathroom without FOUR of them in there with me seeing what’s going on LOL)..
• It’ll be nice to have our closet back (instead of having schlepped over a ton of clothes for 4 weeks, work clothes mainly was the concern)
• Our shower (where the hot water tank NEVER runs out)…
• No crazy, hyper-sensitive aunt that will freak out when the internet goes down or the router freezes (she literally goes into major panic mode when the internet goes down - had an incident about this very same matter 2 weeks in that resulted in her freaking out, her being rude and then when I tell her to calm down and stop over-reacting, she cries..... Ugh it's just a mess... Not to mention her inability to help out my mother with the dogs while she's away but she has the nerve to ask my mom if she thinks my step-dad would look after her dogs next May while her and my mom go away to Barbados for two weeks.  I'm sorry but lady, you can't even, sorry scratch that, can't be bothered to look after the dogs while my mom's away.. It's such a long story and I'm not going beyond what I just wrote because it just infuriates me to no end.  She's so selfish and unappreciative of everything in life.
• Moving along, it'll be nice to have our toaster oven back, where I can cook multiple things at once without just the oven that I've been working with at mom's. 
• I won't have to make dog food every few days.. Not a big deal but I've got to plan it out so there's enough food and I'm not, say, out of food in the morning before work.
• I'll get to walk back and forth to the train every morning again.. While it's been nice to drive from my mom's, the morning walk kind of wakes me up and gets me going at a godforsaken hour.

Sure, it’s nice to be at my mom’s, at the house, more space and all that good stuff, but it’s not “home” anymore.  Home is where Jeff and I are. 

Jeff took the day off tomorrow to hang with his buddy Chris that he's recently reconnected with.  Friday he's taking the two nieces to this DigiTour concert thing for YouTube people (Yeah I'm old, this doesn't interest me in the least), so I'll probably meet him after work for some grub, leave him, bus it back home to feed the dogs and what not and then meet him at the highway on his way back so he has some company there and back after the concert.  Saturday will be cleaning/packing day and schlepping shit home day.  And well, Sunday, we pick up my parents around 5'ish and then we're free!!

Anywho, that's enough for now.  I've been writing this off and on for a few hours and it's time to put an end to the babble.

Charlie is SNORNING like you wouldn't believe in this picture

Tripod Stand

Firefly or Titibahasana

Bakasana or crow/crane pose

Sweaty mess after Combat class

Love me some Friday's!

So I had a bit of a meltdown upon coming into work tomorrow.  I just feel that everyone always gives a fuck more about other people, if someone is sick or hurt.  With me, I feel like people just shrug it off and it just sucked coming in after having been off for 3 days, at home, stuck with my foot elevated and doing Epsom salt soaks every two minutes.  You see, I've had this pesky huge ass blister that just would not heal...  Moving along..  Oh and to boot, I haven't been to the gym since last Thursday (!!!!) and it's not just killing me physically but I need it mentally.  It just makes me feel good all around and I feel like I'm a better person when I'm working out and taking care of myself.  So it's just been frustrating, especially this week.

Last Thursday evening, my friend Marah and I went on a boat cruise of the Toronto Harbour doing yoga with Orlando Batista and Cynthia Funk.  Both really awesome people and really soulful, calm, lovely people.  Just the exact kind of people you want to surround yourself with.

 

After my yoga boat cruise with Mares, I had my petsitting/dog walking weekend.  MANY dogs were visited last weekend, many new ones but also the usual suspects that I see more frequently, such a Kody, Quincy, Chelsea.

 

 

The most human-like cat I've ever met, Spencer.

GORGEOUS Persian :)

Charlie with his pal, Alex. :)

 

 That's all for now folks!  Have a great weekend! Might pop in at some point. :) xo

Friday, May 3, 2013

One thing that's been on my mind a lot lately is that I cannot get over the sheer amount of people online and on Instagram that are posting incorrect information, or if yoga-related, posting instructional posts about asanas and they're being done INCORRECTLY.  Like, if you're not a certified yoga teacher or you're just beginning, leave the instructions to the professionals with experience.  People can REALLY fucking hurt themselves and posting pictures of you doing the poses where potentially others can see, could be detrimental. Having said that, you should also know when to pause and take it easy and know your own body, but my goodness, in the day in age where social media is rampant, everyone has a tip or is professional.

Also, another thing on my mind lately and maybe I'm getting old, I don't know.  But what's up with all the ridiculously drunk-bloggers that constantly post about their drunken escapades day in and day out.  Sure, I did my fair share of binge drinking, albeit most before I turned legal age, but to chronicle your life depicting it as an alcohol is by no means attractive or cute.  I try not to be judgmental but those are my observations.  I try not to compare myself to others but I just don't get some people.. And fair enough, that's fine, I'm not always going to "get" everyone or be on the same page as everyone else, but... I dunno, just some observations as of lately.

And so it's Friday.  Woo!  This weekend should be beautiful out so I'm thinking of heading to the farmer's market tomorrow morning to see what some of the locals have for sale.  I also have to give my filthy pups a bath, but not before I take them to the dog park. I also have to go through my closet and donate some stuff to Goodwill.  Also have to think about packing or at the very least, make a list of things I'm going to take to Barbados with me, which is TWO WEEKS AWAY!!!! *insert happy dance*  I've already started a small pile but I don't want the pile to grow and grow and all of a sudden it's taken over my side of the bed.  I need to get some soil this weekend to so I can try my hand at growing some garlic. 

New shoes, new dress... feeling fabulous :)  I look like such a goof.  God!! lol

Have a splendid weekend! xox

My time at The Yoga Conference last weekend :)

Good Morning.. I can't believe it's Thursday already.  Crazy week following a blissed out weekend at the Yoga Conference here in Toronto.  I always look forward to March because that means that the conference is upon us.  But, it always flies by so quickly, I don't even know how it's possible the weekend goes by so quickly.  Its actually quite insane. 

I packed up my shit last Thursday night and then on Friday morning, took the third train down to Union to meet up with Marah for our wonderful 6 hour session with Seane Corn.  I managed to get us a spot directly in front of her, which was divine.  Also, as I was hoping would be the case, the lovely Dallas was there from Kingston to assist with Seane's workshops over the weekend.  Both these weekend are amazing.  I mean, Seane Corn, the name, her projects, her work, her views, everything speaks for itself.  Dallas has an air of mystery to her.  She's beautiful to look at, just full of art work over her entire body but she exudes this beautiful gentleness about her that is just so lovely, which is is interesting because just simply looking at her, she looks rough around the edges....She's beautiful though.  And Seane, well fuck, I can't say enough good things about that woman.  I always leave her workshops feeling inspired, wanting to do and change.  She's such an amazing person who's life is about serving others and spreading love around the globe.  Without love, compassion and forgiveness, there is no moving forward into a better day, a better world.

Marah, Seane and I *smiles*

Friday night after Seane's class, Mares and I went to Fresh to grab some yummy food. 

 

Then followed a blissful 2-3 hours at Body Blitz spa.  We spend time doing a water circuit in their dead sea water, epsom salt pool and then the cold ass pool we were supposed to dip in for a minute long... Good for your pores but man, B R U T A L L Y C O L D!!!!!  It felt amazing afterwards though.  And then once 8 pm rolled along, we were in for 45 minute massages.  Man, it was amazing.  Afterwards, we finally rolled over to Marah's place not far from the spa, walking distance.  I was reunited with Gummer, her adorably handsome black cat that is uncannily like a dog.  *happy dance*  We chatted for a few hours over some cheese, popcorn and vino.  We then went to bed, chatted some more and then goodnight because we had an 8 am sesh with Seane. 

I woke up the next morning early, *Marah is NOT a morning person, so I was the one that got up early and got us going*, called Jeff because he was going up to a shooting competition, which by the way he did remarkably well in.  He's been doing SO well in the competitions, I'm so proud and he's very proud and happy of himself.

We got moving, slowly but surely and once we got to the Convention Center, we were on a mission to find COFFEE.  Nothing was open at 7 am!!!  Alas, we found java and we were happy campers.  After the 8 am to 10 am class, which was all asana, we then had a break from 10 am to 1 pm, which we took advantage of to walk around the floor and look at all the vendors, shop around and grab a bite to eat before our 1 o'clock sesh with Natasha Rizopoulos.  Different but good, she was in phenomenal shape for her age, lots of tips practicing.. We did almost another 2 hours with her and then once she was finished her session, my last session was with Seane Corn at 3:15 pm, which was "Everyday Miracles"...the class was in tears just talking about life experiences, relating to them, etc.  It was a deep class, for sure.  We then did about an hour to finish or close the day.  I left not long after packing up my stuff after class, then walked to Union and caught the bus home.  Amazing couple of days for sure.

I woke up Sunday with sore abs, sore ribs and sore triceps from all the chatturangas. LOL  It was a fantastic weekend and Sunday I didn't do much but chilled and took it easy.  The End, for now. :) hehe

Ugh I look tired lol

Too dark .. boo hoo

A book I want

Beautiful malas

Isn't this little girl toting around her little yoga mat totally adorable?!?

Seane working her magic in the Center Garden area at the Show

Yummy sprouts and avocado salad.

The Yoga Conference starts tomorrow! At long last! :)

My heart literally swells with love for animals, especially all those millions of dogs that's are killed daily in shelters. So flippin many of them are unaltered - SO many people are spaying and neutering its crazy. Which brings me to my next point-why on earth would you own an animal of you don't care for it or don't want to, or of you're going to neglect it and abuse it?!? What's the point then?!? It amazes me daily how many acts of cruelty in the news I see, ranging from hoarding, starving animals, sword yielding jackasses that go and stab neighbour dogs because they've been a nuisance, dogs that are chained to these big ass chains that embed themselves into the dog's neck, only to forever live outside in the sweltering heat and the damn cold... Why?!? I don't get it. I used to get upset about this, and dot get me wrong I still do, but it actually ignites a fire of anger within and empathy... Those animals did not ask for a life of misery. Not once. And yet, too, what kills me is that most of these dogs are just dying for someone to love them and they're SO forgiving, even after all the shit they've been through. Sigh.... :deep breaths:

Anyways, on a positive note, the Yoga Conference is tomorrow!!!! Woop whoop! I've been looking forward to this withdraw since a year ago at the end of last years conference. Love love love it! I'm doing a 6 hour workshop with Seane Corn tomorrow, then we'll have an early dinner then head over to Body Blitz spa and do the water circuit there and then finally, end off with a massage at 8 pm, which should make us sleepy and mellow for early bed and up and at the convention center for an 8 am start with, you guessed it, Seane Corne. ;) then we have a break to walk around the show and see what's going on, have a vegan lunch and then the afternoon will be spent with Seane for another 2 hr class and then finally a class with this incredible woman named Natasha Rizopoulos. Marah has classes Sunday but I'm done after 5:15pm so I'll be heading back home afterwards. Jeff has a shooting competition on Saturday so we'll likely be getting home around the same time. :) Ask me right now and I'll tell you life is good, life is beautiful :) I'm fortunate for my blessings :)

Sunday will be a dog park visit if its not too mild and mucky out and then our friend Christina will be coming over for a visit. :) awesome, awesome wknd ahead! Namaste and my best wishes xo

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