“There are only 2 days a year when you cannot do anything: one is called yesterday the other is called tomorrow … so today is the day to love, believe, do and, mainly, LIVE” ~ Dalai Lama


Rather inspiring


Long story short:

I dated a girl (Jen) who had a friend named Rachel.  I didn’t know Rachel well but liked her – she was very different.  I couldn’t place quite why I felt that way it was just a pleasant feeling I experienced around her.  When I say different I mean it in the most positive sense of the word.  This girl did not follow regular conventions for relationships, work, thoughts and finally, travel.

This was some two and a half years ago.  Maybe longer.  Probably longer.  My timelines are blurry.  The girls (Jen and Rachel) had taken off with another friend on a cross Canada roadtrip where Jen was going to cycle a good portion of the way and meet up with the other two to camp out and site see etc at pre-determined locations. 

But I am getting off track.  This is not what I want to write about.

I stumbled on Rachel’s facebook page today and noticed she had been writing a blog (YAY!).

This is no ordinary blog.

About the time Jen and I ended things Rachel was heading off to Abu Dhabi with her mother for two and a half months to teach English (I think thats what the idea was).  When I stumbled on her blog through her facebook page I realized she is still there and writing about all her adventures!  Colour me excited.  Click on the link, its pretty amazing to see what this Canadian girl is up to.

The ‘if’ game

I saw this on Sizzle‘s blog today and thought I would play along…

If I were a month I’d be October

If I were a day I’d be Sunday

If I were a time of day I’d be 6 a.m.

If I were a font I’d be old style calligraphy

If I were a sea animal I’d be a starfish

If I were a direction I’d be North

If I were a piece of furniture I’d be my bed

If I were a liquid I’d be silver petron tequila

If I were a gemstone I’d be a fire agate

If I were a tree I’d be a oak

If I were a tool I’d be plyers

If I were a flower I’d be a peony

If I were an element of weather I’d be wind

If I were a musical instrument I’d be a bagpipe

If I were a color I’d be the colour of warm honey

If I were an emotion I’d be love

If I were a fruit I’d be a cranberry

If I were a sound I’d be PapaPug’s snore

If I were an element I’d be oxygen

If I were a car I’d be a 1969 yellow fastback

If I were a food I’d be french toast

If I were a place I’d be that rock with that view on Burke Mountain

If I were a material I’d be velvet

If I were a taste I’d be caramel

If I were a scent I’d be vanilla

If I were a body part I’d be an arms

If I were a song I’d be Dixie Chicks Not Ready to Make Nice

If I were a bird I’d be a finch

If I were a gift I’d be a shoulder

If I were a city I’d be in a harbour

If I were a door I’d be a doggy door

If I were a pair of shoes I’d be gumboots!

If I were a poem I’d be

The Cinnamon Peeler’s Wife