Day 12 – January 12th

So according The National Day calendar it is National Curried Chicken Day, National Marzipan Day and Pharmacist Day 

However I have since honed in a bit on a tribe of ‘holiday celebrators’ via Instagram and according to them it is National Kiss a Ginger Day & National Hot Tea Day

Now I am much more enthusiastic about these options- no senseless murder of animals, no figuring out what the fuck marzipan is and best of all, no bothering the strangers working at the drugstore trying to find a way to ‘celebrate’ them.

Is this cheating?

Who can say.

Sometimes the road less travelled is less travelled for a reason (Jerry Seinfeld)

So I chose the path most travelled.

Tea it is.

Tea of choice for me on this particular National Hot Tea Day was Chrysanthemum tea.

This particular tea was brought to me aaaaaaallllll the way from China by my bestest buddy Elliot. He is not one for gifts because he is an asshole, so this tea is especially meaningful.

I first got in to this type of tea though a while back, knowing it could help calm ones nerves. It actually has a boat load of healing properties – helping with digestion, respiratory tract, illnesses, its high in vitamins and minerals. Marvellous. It is really just a dried up flower. I’m not even sure if it counts as a tea the more I contemplate it. I’m going down a slippery slope here…

Anyway, I had a lovely cup after my practicum today. It was the perfect way to unwind. I totally zenned out in one cup, probably mostly thanks to the magical crystals I had laid about … and the river woodland sounds I have on repeat.

…it was definitely the power of the magic crystals though… I have a geologist room mate and she’s an expert on the matter….

 

I found out about Kiss a Ginger Day through my friend Kathleen (you may recall her gagging down an oyster earlier this week). She offered her services for a kiss in the name of the project however I found an alternative just lying around the apartment:

Today was great!

Positivity ! Look at me !!

 

 

 

Day 11 – January 11th

I’m still not over eating an oyster yesterday. But alas, no time to dwell for today is National Milk Day! National Splash in a puddle with a Friend Day! and National Unicorn Appreciation Day!

Milk is gross so I made a vegan alternative using Cashews and Hemp

How I made my Homemade Cashew & Hemp Milk:

  • 1 cup of cashews
  • 1/2 cup of hemp hearts
  • 6 dates
  • 1 litre of filtered water
  • pinch of sea salt
  • splash of pure vanilla extract

Soak all the above overnight then blend

I have a Vitamix blender in my life now so it blended perfectly creamy smooth. In the past, I would strain the milk after blending to remove the ‘grit’. Vitimix obliterated it.

After having some delicious (cashew) milk & cookies, Duncan and I went on the hunt for a puddle to splash in.

He wasn’t too fussy on the proposition and he may not have partaken but he was nearby for emotional support

So for me, everyday is Unicorn Appreciation day – I have two of them ‘hugging’  tattooed on my arm forever ever… well I guess all tattoos are temporary aren’t they

DAY 10 – JANUARY 10th !!!

Why hello again

Welcome to Day 10 of my 365 Day Celebratory Journey

According the National Day Calendar it was National Bittersweet Chocolate Day, National Cut Your Energy Losses Day, National Oysters Rockefeller Day & National Save the Eagles Day.

On the 9th of January the world lost another gem of a human to cancer. I met Justin Tobin only once but our encounter was so impactful, I am not quick to forget it. His enthusiasm and positivity in the face of a terminal diagnosis was absolutely mind-blowing. He was a person who actually glowed. He was 28 when he was diagnosed and lived to be 31.  A year less than my sister.  He reminded me of this little hopeful angler fish.

I wanted to hold Justin’s family in my heart today as I tried to mirror his sense of fun and  go- get ’em not matter what attitude.

So I started my day by opening all the dark chocolate bars I got for Christmas and posing them amidst some bittersweet chocolate chips and pure cocoa powder for a wee photo shoot. What a time.

It was all well and good till I got cocoa powder in my camera lens, but I digress

I snacked on chocolate all morning. Chocolate is my favourite. I am a true chocolate person. I don’t like desserts that aren’t chocolate. I’m committed to chocolate loving. And so celebrating this wasn’t bittersweet in the least 😉

I then spent the rest of the day dreading the evening reservation at Rodney’s Oyster House in Gastown. This is because oysters are fucking putrid but I decided I would eat one today.

I have always been fascinated by oysters and the fact that people would eat them. They look disgusting. I figured there had to be more to it. As a vegetarian, I don’t eat seafood but, because of the concept of the blog, decided to go for it nevertheless.

A gaggle (that means about 8 right?) of supportive women came to bear witness to the ordeal. They all love oysters. I just…like…can’t wrap my head around it. My friend Kathleen, a fellow vegetarian, came as well and ate one with me too. Here we are having a horrid time:  Down the hatch

It was exactly as I imagined it. Fucking gross as fuck. Like, I can’t even. A truly rubbery, slimy, chewy, grizzly, ugly, revolting food. Thank god for wine.

I’m so glad that was over. I’ve decided it’s not really a ‘celebration’ if you are full of horror for an entire day in anticipation of the holiday at hand. Rockefeller Oyster day definitely caused me to readjust my concept. I really want to be happy. I am trying to choose happiness instead of the gloom that I find myself in… or perhaps am choosing to put myself in.  Eating an oyster did not make me happy. Not. What. So. Ever. I love trying new things, as much as the next person. Perhaps even more! But I am going to learn to draw the line with this project from here on out.

It was also National Cut your Energy Loss Day

So here I am slaving away on my blog by candle light with the heat shut off.. still eating dark chocolate.

As for National Save the Eagles Day, I tried to find a local/nearby Eagle conservatory to donate a few bucks too but all the websites seemed very sketchy. So instead I put on ‘Hotel California‘ and called it a day.

Thanks for reading.

Day 7 – January 7th

National Bobblehead & Tempura Day!

This day started at 3AM. An early rise to catch my 5AM flight out of St. John’s back to Vancouver. This was my first time flying with Duncan, my newly rendered Emotional Support Animal. I was a little apprehensive of how he would behave on the plane and in the airports. I arranged the flight to have a close to 3 hour layover in Toronto so I could take him in and out through security to have a pee. However we ended up stuck on the tarmac for over 2 hours deicing the plane. This was followed by being stuck on the tarmac in Toronto waiting for a gate. By the time we were able to disembark I had just shy of 40 minutes. No outdoor excretion for Duncan 🙁

He had a pooh in the middle of the airport. I was completely prepared with baggies and wipes so I was actually relieved that he relieved then and there. WAAAAAY better less embarrassing then on the plane.

Flying with Duncan was great ! It was a celebration in and of itself. He was so good and made everybody so happy. I could have smuggled all the drugs and weapons in the world on the flight because security was so delighted by his cuteness. Everyone petted him as they boarded the plane. People took pictures with him. The flight attendants checked on him repeatedly. T’was an absolute joy.. and relief ! I know he is flyable now which means I can take him all the time!

With regards to Bobblehead Day, I tried to take advantage of my brief layover in Toronto to check out their Bobblehead collection at their souvenir stores. I assumed, being home to the Toronto Maple Leafs, Toronto Raptors and the Toronto Blue Jays, they would have some sort of sport star bobble head to buy or at the very least take a Boomerang of.

None! The Blue Jays have Bobblehead day for their fans http://www.sportsnet.ca/baseball/mlb/blue-jays-announce-bobblehead-giveaways-for-2016/

I couldn’t believe my luck!

When I arrived back in Vancouver I laid down for a nap that took me down for the count – I woke up at 8pm, having missed the majority of the day!

My room mate Christina, who is taking this Celebrate Everyday…Literally initiative very seriously tried to find some bobbleheads while I was unconscious to no avail.

So I decided to take this day to recognize Frankie MacDonald, my favourite weatherman, and his Bobble head work.

Frankie MacDonald Bobblehead – 2016 Edition

Frankie is a Youtube sensation who is great at predicting the weather and giving advice about how to deal with it.  A portion of the proceeds go to Autism Canada.

Once I got my act together from my coma nap, Christina and I went to the sushi place about 20 metres from our apartment for tempura.

They make you take off your shoes there – real authentic like. Apparently in Japan shoes are a no go in homes and lots of public places

 

We ordered the vegetable tempura which involved two pieces of potato tempura, two pieces of sweet potato tempura and one piece of mystery root vegetable tempura.

Boy was it delish.

This post was a bit arduous for me due to the jet lag and also having to celebrate two things I don’t care about one way or the other instead of celebrating two things I was really happy about : Duncan being with me from here on out and doing do well on the plane and seeing my buddy Christina again and getting Christmas presents from her.

Oh well, onward ho I suppose

January 8th has a lengthly list of things to celebrate : Argyle, Winter Skin Relief, Bubble Baths, English Toffee, & Sunday Supper !

 

 

 

Day 5 – January 5th

Daaaaaay 5

Today started with a lot of calamity. I was on the phone with Air Canada Reservations, Expedia.com hotline, Expedia.ca hotline, and Air Canada Medical Desk for virtually hours trying to sort out my flight back to Vancouver using a credit and getting Duncan, my deaf French Bulldog Emotional Support Animal on board.

During the long holds and many ‘pardon -me’s?’ (why people with poor English skills are manning these call centres is beyond me – I would be so anxiety ridden if I had to answer phones in Spanish or French, I feel for these people ) the alarm at our rental property was going off.

Our marvellous tenant (who I will definitely have to do a full post on someday) had her father pop by to check on her dog while she was out but didn’t tell him about the alarm. So it went off to holy hell his solution was to shut the door, walk away, and notify no one. Fuck sakes.

ANYWAY HAPPY WHIPPED CREAM DAY,  NATIONAL BIRD DAY,  AND SCREENWRITERS DAY!!!

Whipped cream. What a delight.

As simple as:

  • 1 carton of Whipping Cream
  • 3-4 tablespoons of Vanilla
  • 1/4 cup + of confectioner’s sugar

Whip with a mixer but don’t over mix – it can curdle. Just wait for strong peaks

Share with all the dogs in your life

 

Then put in a piping bag… or fashion one with out of a ziplock bag by nipping a corner off. Squeeze in circular-spiral motion onto a mug of hot chocolate until you have a fancy looking mound before you.

 

When you’re done staging the photos, share with whichever nearby dog matches your mug best.

That wraps up National Whipped Cream Day for me. Sometimes I put maple syrup in it too instead of the icing sugar, just FYI.

Now for National Bird Day

I chose to celebrate by watching a documentary on one of my favourite birds:  Big Bird

The documentary is called “I Am Big Bird” and it follows the life and times of Carroll Spinney, the puppeteer

Things I learned:

  • ‘Carroll’ can be a man’s name
  • Puppeteering is hard fucking work- Carroll would have to walk around with the costume on with his arm extended upwards manning the head and a monitor strapped in there so he could see where he was going
  • Carroll also manned Oscar the Grouch
  • Big Bird was supposed to be on the space shuttle The Challenger that blew up. Thankfully for Carroll Spinney and children everywhere, the logistics were just too preposterous so they didn’t go forth with the plan.
  • A woman was raped and murdered by the mason worker he hired on his property. Holy fuck, right?

I recommend this documentary – it was great to observe tidbits of episodes from my youth, now,  as an adult. It was also neat to learn about the whole puppeteering process.

 

National Screenwriters Day

screen·writ·er
ˈskrēnˌrīdər/
noun
a person who writes a screenplay.
screen·play
ˈskrēnˌplā/
noun
 the script of a movie, including acting instructions and scene directions

Apparently Screenwriters are the most under appreciated people in Hollywood, which seems weird to me because it sounds like they literally make the movie.

While my heart isn’t exactly bleeding for Quentin Tarantino or Ben Affleck …I will still take this time to celebrate the work of my favourite screen writer : Wes Anderson.

If you’ve never seen The Royal Tenenbaums, Bottle Rocket, Rushmore, The Grand Budapest Hotel, The Darjeeling Limited, Moonrise Kingdom, The Life Aquatic,  or The Fantastic Mr. Fox, hop to it

XO Jennah

Tomorrow is National Bean Day, National Cuddle Up Day, National Shortbread Day & National Technology Day!!!