As you can see, my blog received a make over. How do you like it? All of the credit must go to my husband, Conor. He is a genius! Just wait for the premier of The Savvy Organizer! It’ll blow you away.
Want one? Contact designED at conor.james@creativejam.com
Here’s a take on a classic. It’s healthier, cheaper to make than the original and delicious! Check out the recipe here for a mouthwatering, finger-licking, lip-smacking dinner in no time (trust me, we ate this for dinner tonight and I can’t wait for leftovers tomorrow)!!
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Today it snowed. I curled my hair and everything! By the time we arrived at church, my boots were soaked through and each step was a step into my own little personal puddle. Ha! My hair was not so elegantly curled by the time of arrival. Thank goodness we take these Catalogue Katie photos before church, not after church!
Here I am wearing… a pencil skirt, a blouse with a knit t-shirt overtop, a wide belt and red shoes (from Superstore!). Enjoy!
My love for baking started at a young age. I remember one Christmas, when I was very young, I was given an Easy-Bake Oven. I don’t remember if it was given to me by my Gramma and Grandpa or if it was from my parents. For some unknown reason, I was permitted to open this gift Christmas Eve – perhaps it was from my grandparents and they were there for Christmas Eve only and wanted to see us open our presents. Either way I was absolutely thrilled! And very eager to make something for dear, old Santa Claus for I was still a believer. I made a delectable cake with icing. I was not a selfish little girl, but I did want to taste the fruits of my labour. This was, afterall, the beginning of what was to become a life-long love. And so Santa Claus received a cake with a small triangular shape sliver removed (along with some carrots for the reindeer). I justified this procedure, telling myself that the cake looked more tantalizing and presentable with that perfect sliver removed. From that time on, I was always baking something or other with my little purple, pink and white oven. Thank goodness for that oven! Baking helped me win the heart of the love of my life!
Oh Canada! The True North Strong and Free!
My heart longs for thee…
I miss thy long days that extend into the sweet, cool nights
Those nights that offer relief from the heat of the day
Those nights that wash cool air throughout the entire household
Those nights that allow heavy duvets and lots of blankets
I miss thee.
I miss thy grocery shopping, not only because I had a car
But due to the prices
Produce was less expensive, despite the fact it came from the USA
Oriental food lined the shelves like little huns
Birds Custard resides there (not that I like custard…)
And PC brand butter chicken and korma
And the mega pack of chocolate chips
And Fry’s cocoa…
How I miss thy flavourful fry’s
The true cocoa.
I miss thee.
I miss thy wonderful stores.
Superstore and it’s excellent selection of clothing
How I long to walk through and buy Joe clothing and accessories
H&M our time was limited. I’ll be back
Lululemon… the dreams I had as I walked through that store!
How athletic I would be, nay, how stylishly athletic I would be
I miss thee.
I miss my darling nieces and nephews.
The way their eyes light up as they say your name and run into your arms
The funny things they do
I miss the time I once got to spend with them…
I miss thee.
I miss my Canadian family.
John and his gaggle of girls and the Preference Pumpkin
Alanna and her PMS
Kimberly and her piercings
My father and his concern for me
Oh Uncle Blake I love thee!
And mother for her friendship
I dislike long-distance relationships
I miss thee.
I miss thee Canada and all that thou hath to offer.
Thy rolling prairies and the blue blue sky
Thy True mountains in the west, strong, proud and rocky
Thy passiveness and thy flag. I miss thy maple leaf
I miss thee.
