Category Archives: 100 Happy Days

Day 17: BACKSTREET BOYS

I know, I know. I’ve been swamped these past couple of days. I’ve been itching to post everything!


May 8th 2014 goes down as one of the most legendary nights of my life. I awoke that morning with an internal countdown lodged amongst the clutter that fills my mind. At 7am, my shoulders sagged as I realized there was no way to elude myself from the imminent slowness of the day; 7pm would take an eternity to arrive. Continue reading Day 17: BACKSTREET BOYS

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Day 14: Craving Satisfied

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Chicken burrito filled with vegan mexican rice, triple blended tex mex cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, green onions, red onions, green peppers, cilantro, corn, creamy chili lime burrito sauce, sour cream, mild salsa, and their homemade xxx hot sauce

Finally got my hands on one of these bad boys! I’ve been craving for Burrito Boyz since Saturday. That night, Mark totally forgot to pick some up and then Sunday, there was too little time between his baseball practice and the Raptors/Nets game to go and get some. But today, Mark delivered and I am not only a happy wife, I’m now a bloated one. 🙂

Day 13: A New Thermos, A New Read, A New Delicacy

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To celebrate Audrey’s Day, I finally dug out the unused thermos I got last month! Also taking a break from “Persuasion” for something a little more readable.

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Homemade crepes, Nutella, strawberries, walnut ice cream ❤

As usual, the people in my life love to make it harder for me to turn down delicious looking food. My brother-in-law, Chris, whipped this up for us today!

 

Day 8: Picking Up The Pieces

Have you ever looked back at the major events in your life and imagined how different it could have been if just one more specific person was there to share them?

The dissolution of friendships is an inevitability of life. You grow and you outgrow. There are the friendships that come to a natural end, with no bitter resentments. There are the ones that lack closure, a question mark as the final punctuation in that story. There are the ones that conclude with screaming and slammed doors, sharp words spit out in the heat of the moment, words they came to regret when the dust settled. Then there are those that you haven’t touched base with in years but can’t seem to leave behind. There were no caustic burns and the only scar that formed was her absence.

She was that for me. And to reconnect with her today was the highest point of my day.

“And when I was young I didn’t understand, but now, I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird.” – Audrey Niffenegger, “The Time Traveler’s Wife”

You hear people talk of how breathing life back into a friendship, bringing one out of a coma, is a cautionary tale. Awkward pauses, glossing over missed opportunities, having nothing to add to the conversation.

But I glanced at my phone and saw that five and a half hours sped by without my noticing it. And in a booth at East Side Mario’s, with rehashed memories, I remembered who we once were and instantly felt guilt-ridden. Because we both can’t recall the chapter or verse of what happened, because the details have become so vague and blurry … just to clear the air, I ask forgiveness for any and all the blame that falls on me for why the pause on our friendship lasted for so long. I never harboured any ill feelings towards you, I always held you in high regard, and I can’t begin to explain how much I’ve missed you all this time!

I look forward to more booth-hogging, coffee and cappuccinos, lunch-into-dinner, pasta lover dates!


 

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