Day 19 – January 19th

National Popcorn Day (and Get To Know Your Customers Day but… ) !

Christina and I decided to celebrate this day by eating all kinds of junk food! We usually just eat salads and wine!

So I got some cookies and ice cream and made ice cream sandwiches.

I popped the kernels on the stove top using coconut oil and melted some butter with Sriracha sauce to douse the popcorn in.

Then, once we had all our unhealthy snacks in order, we put on a movie.

“Going Clear: Scientology and The Prison of Belief”

Would you believe I already saw it?

I relearned that a lot of people are insane.

This is what we looked like to all the internet hackers for about an hour and a half

Duncan really likes popcorn in case you were wondering

Because I didn’t have to overexert myself celebrating on National Popcorn Day, I decided to revisit National Rubber Ducky Day. I felt really guilty about skipping it because I really like Rubber Duckies and came across some Rubber Duckies pretty much the next day.

So to commemorate their hard work and sacrifice, I took a moment out of National Popcorn Day to honour them.





Day 18 – January 18th

The evening of National Winnie the Pooh Day contained one of those moments when Sarah’s death hits me like a tonne of bricks.

It happens from time to time. Well, that’s an understatement. It happens all the time, really. A lot of times when I’m driving… for a couple of reasons.

Sarah always stopped at amber lights. I think of her every time I stop at one. She was  so cautious. She would slow down even when she only sensed it was going to be amber soon, instead of stepping on the gas to make it through, like I do. She was just so patient and never in a rush. It’s what made her an excellent mother and teacher.

When her death was still ‘fresh’ and the radio in the car was on, I would think ‘oh she hated this song’, or ‘oh she loved how Rowan loved that song’. Then came a period when a song would play, and I would wonder was it out before or after she died- had she ever heard this song? Now I am at a stage where I know definitively that she hasn’t heard any of the new songs on the radio. And I just think about that. How she’ll just never hear whatever stupid top 40 song is on at the moment when I’m driving around. Other people at the stop lights are mindlessly bopping their heads along to Rihanna and Calvin Harris and it just feels so overwhelmingly wrong.

It’s all consuming and takes everything in you to just breathe.
It is a struggle to ‘celebrate every day’ when  most days you are just trying to get through it in one peice

Forever and ever.

Winnie The Pooh sure dropped a lot of wisdom for a guy with no pants.

Earlier this day I made sure I celebrated National Gourmet Coffee day because (non dairy) lattes are one of my favourite things.

The lovely barista at Elysian Coffee, Tzoalli, made me my ‘usual’  almond cashew latte.. and let me photograph her!


She apologized for the un actualized latte heart art – almond cashew milk isn’t easy to work with. Classic case of ‘what’s inside that counts’. This latte was exactly what I needed so I couldn’t be arsed about what it looked like!

Once I was jazzed on caffeine, I went home and tried to sort out my National Peking duck Day dilemma (I am not going to eat a duck, sorry). I was looking for a vegan restaurant or recipe that would enable me to honour the day somehow  when I noticed…

A PEEKING DUCK. Sneaky Ducky.

I also discovered this on Amazon Prime


It was $24 for a flat of these. I really thought about it. But made the right choice by just allowing the Peeking duck to peek and calling it quits on this particularly emotionally draining day



Join me tomorrow for National Popcorn Day!!

Bonus : My husband James sent in a photo of his gourmet coffee of the day




Day 16 – January 16th

The third Monday of January is decidedly Martin Luther King Jr Day. This year it fell on January 16th. Although I am Canadian, his impact and importance is not lost on me. I don’t really have the words right now to articulate what his legacy means to me and how important the work he was able to do during his short time on earth was. I can’t believe right now, in the United States, they are commemorating this brave, intelligent revolutionary on one day and inaugurating a sexist, racist potential rapist four days later. So much progress has been made yet not nearly enough.

Rest in Power, sir.

It was also National Fig Newton Day  & Nothing Day.

I chose to merge the two by eating nothing but fig newtons for the entire day.

This was a terrible idea. Mostly because fig newtons, themselves, are terrible.

Duncan didn’t think so though, god love him.

Hope it doesn’t make him die.

My day started with one for breakfast. I hadn’t really ever eaten one before. Weird, I guess. They tasted as I anticipated. Like processed, packaged food. Mmm.

I brought the pack to school. I deliberated about sharing. I thought it would be a totally weird food item to present to the class.

“Hey guys, anyone want some fig newtons?”

“Gee, Jennah,  you sure like fig newtons”

“No, not whatsoever”

Then having to eat nothing but fig newtons for lunch in front of them.

I also was worried about my supply. What if everyone said yes? That would deplete my ration tremendously. I imagined running out and having to go back to the grocery store to buy more just to get through the day and having the same cashier (Carlos! From Cuba!) and him remembering me buying them yesterday and him saying “Gee you sure like fig newtons!”

To him I would just say ‘yes’, though, as there’s 0% chance of him surprising me with a box at school sometime and me having to feign delight.

So I opted to keep the fig newtons, and this project in general, to myself. At least for now.

At lunch I pulled two out and ate them inconspicuously enough. That’s all I could handle.

I did have a London Fog coconut milk latte with a class mate after school though.  This gave me the sustenance needed to get home and get to work on a paper about Jungian theory and the role assessment plays in it. I have no idea what I wrote and it definitely wasn’t long enough. I’ll blame it on Fig Newton delirium.

When the paper was all pumped out, a feeling of complete starvation came over me. I decided, then, to ‘celebrate’ and to break my Fig Newton fast by making myself and Christina some lovely burrito bowls. We then carried on with the celebrations by knocking back a few bottles of wine.

No more fig newtons for me, ever. Unless, like,  in post apocalypse kinda situation and they are all that’s in a mystery bunker I discover and I hadn’t eaten for weeks and I’m drinking my own urine too and stuff. Maybe then.

Tomorrow though, will be National Hot Buttered Rum Day & Bootlegger Day. Sounds booze fuelled- my kinda day.



Day 14 – January 14th

Happy National Dress Up Your Pet Day & National Vision Board Day (& National Hot Pastrami Sandwich Day) !

It was a crisp, sunny day here in Vancouver city. Duncan and I had a run through Kits beach and the most part of the seawall. A lot of energy was burned indeed.

I brought him home, tuckered out. He usually howls when I leave, but he just stayed put on the couch with his eyes barely open and a, “you don’t need me to come with you, do you ?” look on his face.

I darted out to the nearest dollar store  to get some Bristol board for vision boards! … and glue sticks and markers and stickers.

Duncan had mentioned he wanted to go with something subtle, yet elegant for Dress Up Your Pet Day, so I picked him up this classic glitter cowboy hat. Just his size.

He enjoyed every minute of the photo shoot



Then Christina came home and we got to work envisioning our future. We had limited collage material. This is a regret.  I should have done a better job hunting and gathering supplies. I felt my visions of the future were limited to alternative health flyers and the stickers that Kathleen had gifted me.

We set the scene according to a how-to-vision-board blog post found on Pinterest. It told us to

  • clear off table space
  • gather all crafting and collage supplies
  • arrange your healing crystals around your work station (obvi)
  • light candles
  • sing to your angels

We followed all these steps and added some more! We included:

  • drink a couple bottles of wine
  • order some vegan pizzas in retaliation of National Hot Pastrami Sandwich Day
  • take a few clamazipans, for good measure
  • put on some trance music to incite visions

I’ll reiterate here that I felt limited by the collage supplies and add fuzzy from the wine-clamazipan medley.

But I think I can buy into the laws of attraction – if you envision something you will receive it – plan for your dreams concept. However I just really can’t get behind looking at a sheet of Bristol board with stamps and stickers and magazines modge podged  on it everyday to achieve my wishes.

Chrissy was a real wiz at it

Her board was well organized and strategized. Much like her life. Probably why she’s highly successful in her chosen field of geology, despite her complete lack of knowledge on magic gemstones and healing crystals.

Mine was considerably less organized and much more dog focused.

Another day, another thing I never did before !

Hopefully my future does entail more dogs and bags of money !!!

Up next is National Hat Day and National Strawberry Ice Cream Day!






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 8 – January 8th

Well today was a whole lot of things!

I started the day by bringing little Duncan for a trot around Kits Beach so he could learn the lay of the land. We met our first other white French Bulldog…bonus, her tongue permanently hangs out. Totes adorbs.

So being National English Toffee day  I decide to have a go at making it myself.

It was my understanding toffee is just butter and sugar boiled to holy hell then cooled and boy was I on point with that assumption.

All you need to make this legendary treat is

  • 1 cup butter
  • 1/3 cup brown sugar
  • 1 cup white sugar
  • 2 tablespoons of water
  • 1/2 teaspoon of baking soda
  • chocolate
  • almond slivers

I just typed out those ingredients from pure memory because I know it by heart now having had to do it twice… and not getting it right either time.

You really need a candy thermometer. Do not think you are ‘above’ a candy thermometer. Eyeballing and timing are not going to fly here. Buy a candy thermometer. Trust me.

You boil the first four ingredients until 300F … or if you are me for 15 minutes because somewhere on the internet that was stated. This could be too long, depending on your stove, pot, stirring skills, etc etc.

It was too long.

Burnt English Toffee Round 1

I attempted again, this time having watched a few youtube videos showing what it should look like when its ready to come off the heat and set. A couple videos revealed the ice-cube-water-glass trick: you put a droplet of the mixture in ice water and if it hardens immediately then it’s ready to come off the heat.  The other advice was to have a jar of Jif peanut butter handy and once it’s the same colour it’s ready to go.

The latter was completely useless guide seeing as how it is almost immediately that colour.

The former…well, didn’t pan out either. That’s a pun, by the way. Because you pour it in a pan.

So once the ice-cube-water-glass trick deemed my toffee ready, I stirred in the baking soda and put it on the pan with the already dispersed almonds.

I put it in the fridge to cool a little then added chocolate chips to the top to melt. Once melted, I spread the chocolate over the top.

The toffee came out a little soft. Not the hard as rock, stick in your teeth, cavity forming texture we all know and love.

However it still tasted great and everyone ate it all up at National Sunday Supper Day celebrations!

Distant cousin-in-law Carmel & her husband Bill slaved away on supper ….

…while everyone else sat around having a laugh

Bill made me vegetarian vegetables but I brought my own Vegan Meatloaf

Recipe can be found here :

I didn’t have a food processor so I used a Vitamin blender so it was a bloody mess and not quite a ‘loaf’ but it tasted really good… sensing a pattern here ….

It was a marvelous time and everyone was SO supportive of my blog which felt great. Duncan was also very popular.

Prior to heading the Ian & Kelly’s (& Carmel & Bill’s) I had to have my obligatory Bubble bath for National Bubble Bath Day.

Not going to lie, it too was a bit of a disaster because our apartment buildings hot water tank must be smaller than Donald Trump’s hands. I just let it fill up, water turned all the way on hot (which is usually warm enough). When I immersed myself in it was tepid to say the least

I hope there are no uber talented photoshop wizards out there than can extract a nude from that overflow drain thing

I followed my bath by celebrating National Winter Skin Relief Day  by slathering on some of Lush’s hand and body lotion called “Sleepy”

I didn’t bother with National Argyle’s too plaid out … 😉




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

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 6 – January 6th

Today was a pretty good day all in all. I decided to put a ‘pause’ on celebrating the day in my meticulous-according-to-the-national-day-calendar ways and thought I would celebrate the sunshine that was pouring down.

The weather has been snowy and stormy all holiday season so I relished the opportunity to take the dogs outside for a true, un-rushed walk.

We walked all the way from the house we are staying in to the top of Signal Hill and all the way back. We even stopped in to deliver a cappuccino to Hillary as a surprise on the way.

After the rejuvenating walk, I received some good-ish news: Melvin received radiation therapy on several cancer sites this afternoon. We have been waiting for weeks for some form of treatment to commence has been absolutely maddening. I spent the afternoon and a portion of the evening with him and the in-law fam. He was in great spirits so it is much less heart wrenching to leave  than it was yesterday. He is going to be admitted into the hospital tonight but his appetite was up and he really seemed as well as one can be.

So I came home to continue my National Day celebrations starting with National Bean Day!

Would you believe these are the same two bowls of beans in both pictures, just taken from slightly different angles? My BFA is really paying off.

I love beans. I am a vegetarian and I incorporate them into all kinds of recipes. If I were to pick a favourite it would be the Black Bean.

I decided to create some sort of burrito concept seeing as how my husband bought an 8 kg bag of rice and there are two things of Kraft shredded Mexican cheese in the fridge.

The recipe is more or less as follows:

  • 1 cup rice
  • 1 can black beans
  • 1 roasted sweet potato
  • 1 red onion
  • mixed pepper, diced
  • 3 cloves of garlic
  • 5 tablespoons chili powder
  • 1 bottle of Salsa – I used President’s Choice Texas Caviar Mild Bean Salsa*
  • Tortillas
  • Sour Cream
  • Avocado

*Bonus Bean points

Roasted the sweet potato & put the rice in the rice cooker.

When they were ready I sautéed the vegetables, threw in the beans, the potatoes, the salsa and the spices.

Add sour cream & avocado and eat

National Cuddle Up Day. This one was almost too easy – it’s literally how we spend the most of our time; cuddled up with the bulldogs.

Shortbread Day sort of went on the back burner. I made some amazing Earl Grey Shortbread cookies as a final project of school so have all the supplies in Vancouver and  didn’t have the heart or the finances to reinvest in the project but promise to revisit it at some point.

These are the shortbread my husband bought in haste at the grocery store. They were terrible but the gesture is what should be ‘celebrated’ . I actually spit it out.

National Tech Day! 

This I  celebrated by actually squeezing in this post today!! I have a VERY early morning flight tomorrow. I  also sought the help I need with web building/ blogging from my tech expert friend Hillary. She has agreed to help me with the list of things I have yet to figure out – like embedding a contact field, linking to my Instagram and other social media, embedding links better and videos well.

So hopefully this will be classy enough to take off!

Thanks for reading

Tomorrow is National Tempura Day & National Bobble Head Day! I will be in transit from one side of Canada to the other but I will make it work!!

XO !