September 3 – Day 247

After my gruelling weekend of camper van drama, I was rescued by Meg and Ashley. They were able to cheer my up with a functioning air conditioned vehicle, craft beer and adventure, which included a trip to  Kangaroo Creek Farm in Kelowna

Not usually one for animals in captivity, I threw morality out the window at the chance to see my first kangaroo as well as a chance to celebrate National Wildlife Day with pizazz!

This is Meg groping an emu

This is a kangaroo just hopping around

This is a kangaroo just lying around

This is me taking a selfie with a kangaroo

This is a kangaroo sitting like it’s on the cover of Sports Illustrated Swim Suit Edition

This is me getting on the level with the kangaroos

This is me continuing to be on the level with the kangaroos

This is me and some unknown creature that I let crawl on me

We then saw a guy wearing a confederate flag hat who had children and we were like what kind of fucked up zoo is this?? and left

But not without washing our hands 😉

September 1 – Day 244

For National Ginger Cat Appreciation Day, I couldn’t help but think to honour the most notorious lasagna eating ginger coloured cat of all, Garfield

(above: my favourite strip ever)

The only thing better than regular strength Garfield is Garfield Minus Garfield, a site dedicated to removing Garfield from the Garfield comic strips in order to reveal the existential angst of Jon Arbuckle.

So dark. So pure.

I decided to celebrate by busting out my Garfield onesie

I get a lot of cat calls when I wear this.. guess I’m asking for it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

 

August 31 – Day 243

Trail mix: a hikers bff 

Although a colossal fan of nuts,  I am not keen on raisins or other dried up fruit. There is something inherently  gross about the notion of letting fruit dry out to me.

So trail mix and I have a love/hate relationship

Well, rather,  I have a love/hate relationship with trail mix… I’m sure trail mix doesn’t care about me one way or the other

I definitely love when there is chocolate in there. This particular mix was lacking but she did make a beautiful photo subject

Happy National Trail Mix Day !

August 29 – Day 241

Months ago… which feels like years ago, I was walking Duncan along a the Arbutus Greenway where there lives a community garden. A place I always internally remark as a ‘thing I should do someday’ which I will never do.

There was a bin of sorts with a “Take as much as you like” sign on it and long branches and sprigs of bay leaf in it

I grabbed several stickfuls and brought them home and let them dry out

I’ve thrown them in soup, chilli, curry, and pasta …because I literally have no idea what they actually taste like and have thousands on hand

For National More Herbs Less Salt Day, I thought I’d bust them out and use them in the chilli I made as meal prep for the week that lay ahead

 It went as usual, I threw them in the pot and the chilli tasted delicious. Who can say if it is the bay leaves, all or any of the other ingredients, or sheer talent ?

I also tried burning them as one burns sage or incense … and didn’t get much out of the ordeal

 

August 27 – Day 239

Welcome to National Banana LOVERS Day

If you don’t love Bananas, GTFO

Also if you were looking for regular National Banana Day, click here (.. and that was like 130 days ago,  weirdo)

So healthy
So portable
So good with chocolate, peanut butter, and or ice cream…

…and so beautiful

Real bananas have curves

August 6 – Day 218

International Sailor Moon Day!!

I relished the opportunity to bust out my Sailor Jupiter tank top and read some manga !

Sailor Moon and the Sailor Scouts were some of the first positive female cartoon role models my sisters and I were exposed to as kids growing up in the late ’90s. Sailor Uranus and Neptune being a LGBTQ couple was groundbreaking! These girls didn’t take any crap and they were always being vocal about sexism.

This show shaped me and my sisters, 100%.  We went as them for Halloween, I was Jupiter, Sarah was Mercury and Claire was Chibi Moon. Our neighbours were Saturn and Venus.  We used to tape it and rewatch every episode. We had the posters and the soundtrack CD.

So grateful for the chance to celebrate the Scouts and reflect on their contribution to society! In the name of the Moon, I (salute) you!!!!

August 4 – Day 216

International Beer Day ! Hooray! Any holiday to do with beer is welcome in my blog!

To celebrate, I decided to try a new and really intriguing beer I saw at the NLC by SpinDrift Brewing company – Blueberry Chai Pilsner

Now we alllllll know it could only be a true pilsner if it was made in Pilsen, Czech Republic, known for it’s soft water, so this guy from Dartmouth, Nova Scotia was never going to be authentic.

The Blueberry Chai part was what captivated me.
When I poured it, it looked the part. When I tasted it, however, it tasted like a plain old lager. Nothing blueberry or chai about it.

It was fine. And Chai is a flavour probably best left for a heavier beer like a stout or port, mayhaps?

August 3 – Day 215

Doubled down on the celebrating today – National Watermelon Day AND National IPA Day

IPA, India Pale Ale, is super trendy right now because people love to be miserable.
For real, the whole reason this beer type exists is because the English, while occupying India, needed beer, and couldn’t brew beer there because it was too hot., so they would brew it home and ship it there.
To withstand the months and months at sea they added waaay more hops, a natural preservative,  than would normally be palatable and thus and such we have IPA.

I don’t know if we as a society were nostalgic for the good old days of aggressive imperialism or what, but this beer has resurfaced with a vengeance. Apparently it is THE most popular craft beer style.

If you couldn’t tell by the tone of the intro, I am not too keen on this type of beer because USUALLY it tastes like acid reflux. However I have had some I like such as Propellor Brewery in Halifax’s IPA – notes of grapefruit, refreshing and delightful.

James and I decided to try a few different ones for the holiday.

Brewdog Punk IPA was the best of the lot. It was actually really great – just flavourful enough to be more than a lager or regular pale ale, but not too over board with the pungentness.  I would have that again any time. The rest I could take or leave.

It was a sunny day, so we sliced up some watermelon for National Watermelon Day, to cleanse our palettes between IPA’s.

It was a beauty. The past few watermelons I have picked up were really not ripe or bland or not in season, who knows, all I know is I couldn’t eat them so I was pleasantly surprised to have a good one that hit the spot!

Hadn’t celebrated two concepts in one day in a while so I felt like I was working hard!

 

August 1 – Day 213

213th day of celebrating every day literally really got me good

National Girlfriends Day !

I have THE BEST girlfriends

THE BEST, Jerry!

I like to think I celebrate and appreciate them everyday but for the sake of this initiative, I’ll reel it in to one day of celebrations.

I got to hang with three great girlfriends whom I’ve known and loved a long time!

Hadn’t seen miss Lori Beck in eons!
Hadn’t seen Jill since she became a mother !
Hillary brought some watermelon mimosa mix and so we lit it up…as much as people do in the middle of the day when they have evening plans and babies etc etc

 

Not featured in photo is all my other girlfriends who I love and admire – Steph! Christina! Kathleen! Molly! Carleigh! Allyson! Other Steph! Crystal! Titia! Lori! Brooke! …to name a few… the Vancouver gaggle !  Ah this is getting weird  – just know if you are my friend, and female, I probably like you the most !

 

July 28 – Day 209

National Milk Chocolate Day I was in transition from one side of the country to the other with my little Duncan in tow

My first flight was delayed a couple hours causing a domino effect on all my connectors making my trek home unnecessarily long and aggravating

Hey Air Canada – you guys definitely needs some sensitivity training to go down for your staff because y’all ridiculous when it comes to handling Emotional Support Animals.

Every leg of my (delayed) journey, I encountered a new, more ignorant Air Canada agent than the last, telling me a different, false, directive about Duncan.

Before I start, though,  shout out the hilarious customer service desk agent I approached when my first flight was delayed to try and sort out my new flights that I was most definitely going to miss.

“Oh planes can make up time in the air”
Two hours? Yes by.

Anyway, back to the ESA cluenlessness.

He’s not allowed on board without “Pet” on my boarding pass (nope- it says MEDA, that’s what he is; a medical aide), he’s not allowed to touch the ground/floors, must be carried (nope, he’s a medical aide so if he was a Retriever or Great Dane what would I you have me do?), he’s not allowed on the unoccupied seat next to me (wasn’t a problem the last leg of the trip), he must be in a kennel (again, not the case, the whole reason he is registered as an ESA is to circumvent the kennel), he has to have an official Emotional Support Animal vest on (was never told that first nor last from the Medical desk at Air Canada, who gave me the official list of directives which I followed to a T).

The last one is my favourite ‘attack’, because it was in the middle of Pearson airport and she had nothing to do with my voyage. She was literally pushing an old Sikh man gate to gate and felt compelled to stop in the middle of this much more important task, to harass me about my little, 18 pound, deaf Emotional Support French bulldog, walking along.

“He can’t be walking around like that, you have to put him in a kennel”
“No I don’t,” I say, and continue walking.
She doesn’t relent and has now turned the fucking wheel chair guy around so she can face me (or my back rather) and asks to see my boarding pass… which again is NONE of her business- this woman has a guy who has a flight to catch relying on her to bring him there, he’s in a god damn wheel chair.
I say I have MEDA on my boarding pass, not offering it to her because, as I’ve said a couple times now, it’s none of her god damn business
She accepts this, but goes on to lambaste me about how he needs and official vest if he is to be in the air port.
This is false.
I keep walking, rolling my eyes and floored she would take the time to pursue this dead end

Like just look at him, for fucks sake.

Anyway, managed to get my Milk Chocolate Lindt bar while lurking around waiting for my new standby flights to ‘celebrate’ National Milk Chocolate Day 


Almost the best part of my day, besides having Duncan on my lap and seeing my husband after months apart!!

Oh yeah, and seeing Herman’s grumpy face!!