Category Archives: Love

Happy Canada Day!

Posted in Awesome, Holidays, Lists, Love by

It’s Canada Day today, which means good times and celebrations! I didn’t really have a post lined up for today, but here’s a few little reasons why I love Canada:

  • For the most part, we’re ridiculously friendly
  • You just gotta love our scenery. I mean, if you drive across the country there’s oceans, mountains, glaciers, tundra’s, prairies and more. You can’t get more diverse than that!
  • HEALTHCARE! Thank you for re-locating my shoulder pro-bono!
  • Poutine. Cheese curds, gravy and fries – Oh my! So go!
  • Our freedom.
  • And this:

Image from We <3 It

Happy Canada Day!

It’s Wedding Season!

Posted in Kara and Kyle, Life, Love, Rant by

Which means, I hate life.

Not that I’m anti-wedding or anything, because I love the flowers, the dresses, the party, etc., but I hate having to read/hear about everyone’s nuptial plans. It gets nauseating.

Last summer/over the years I’ve blocked people from my main news feed on Facebook just so I didn’t have to read shiz like, “OMG I FOUND THE PERFECT RED TONE FOR MY FLOWERS” or “OMGZZZZ I’M GOING TO BE MRS. (insert dude’s last name here) IN LIKKE 5 MONTHS!!!” Yeah, I know. Yeah, everyone else knows. No, not everyone wants to hear about it.

Maybe I’m bitter because last year Kyle was in a wedding party and the bride (who I was “okay” friends with”) did everything she could to make me miserable. I went with Kyle to the rehearsal and had to leave because I started crying. Maybe it was jealousy, but I couldn’t stand it. Then, the groom’s mom/the groom (and one of Kyle’s oldest friends) asked me to convert some weird Mac photo slideshow into a PC friendly version because the reception hall didn’t have a Mac friendly overheard projector. I slaved all night stressing over this ridiculously long slideshow and eventually got it working, but the bitch-whore bride didn’t even thank me. Or maybe she did, but it was definitely insincere. Blaaaah.

I wonder if this outlook of mine will change when I get to be a part of a wedding next summer. Who knows. I can picture myself standing up at the alter with the bride, bawling harder than her. Oy.

Whenever Kyle and I get engaged (which will happen after we buy a house/when Kyle finds somewhere to keep me, lol) I am going to try to completely avoid bombarding everyone with wedding details. There’s gotta be people out there who get as sick and tired as I when it comes to weddings.

Please tell me I’m not the only one.