Browsing Tag

joy

  • New year, new me?
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    New year, new me?

    I’m very eco-friendly. All about recycling. Carrying my pickle jar, five beets, three bananas and Coaticook ice cream without a bag the whole way home just to avoid the almost-mandatory-in-that-situation plastic bag (I mean,…

    January 6, 2019
  • Sugar hangover
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    Sugar hangover

    ’Tis the season to be jolly, my friends. Did you dare to? I hope you did. I sincerely wish you got to spend Christmas (or your festivity of choice) with family and loved ones,…

    December 30, 2018
  • Sending out an SOS
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    Sending out an SOS

    She got the job. Communications director. And I’m very, very happy for her. She totally deserves it. She worked hard to get it. She climbed the ladder one step at a time. Spoke up.…

    December 19, 2018
  • Saturday night fever
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    Saturday night fever

    I’ve got chills.  I don’t know if it’s because I’m high on Kundalini or because I’ve been sick for the last three days. Nevertheless, I’m definitely not my normal self.  In this ecstatic state,…

    December 15, 2018
  • On becoming
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    On becoming

    Kraft peanut butter and Chapman’s vanilla with chocolate chunks and caramel frozen yogurt. Perfect combo for a Friday night dinner. After a week of eating clean, my suburb’s origins fire back and I need…

    December 9, 2018
  • Eyes on the prize
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    Eyes on the prize

    I was hiding in a cave. Literally. Trying to figure out the mystery of physics equations. It was 6pm, and I had been up and running for 12 hours at this point. The walk…

    December 2, 2018
  • The quiet observer
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    The quiet observer

    6am. I’m barely awake as I slowly unfold my yoga mat, take a sip of my orange flavored glass of water and put on my lululemon bra, getting ready for my morning practice. Looking…

    November 25, 2018
  • Don't poop on my couch
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    Don’t poop on my couch

    When I was a kid, I wrote a song. Let’s say it was a one-hit wonder. Never made it to the album, nor lead to a second one. With all my 7 year-old seriousness,…

    November 17, 2018
  • Writer's block
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    Writer’s block

    Was making eye contact in yoga class. Me, in down dog, butt right up in the air. Geez, can’t you find another time?   Or worst, at the grocery store, while I was trying…

    November 3, 2018
  • Best day ever
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    Best day ever

    The pressure was on. The big day was coming.  When I was young, we called it the Saint Marianne’s week. A whole week with parties, one for every group of friends I had, plus…

    October 28, 2018