Hello, Sunday. Hello, FALL!

Fall is finally here to take me out of my summer heat sweats and humidity misery!  Sorry, summer lovers, but I will not contain my glee.  Now, if only Mother Nature would catch up with the calendar.

Yesterday Tomato and I went back to Notre Dame for our annual fall pilgrimage only to be disappointed with a loss. However, thankfully for us we had good snacks, a ginormous diet coke and dinner at CJ’s afterwards, so at least it was a win for us. Though it’s changed so much, campus still takes my breath away.

The internet!  Let’s go.

Coming back from a blissfully relaxing vacation helps put one’s real life in perspective and the truth of our Toxic Work World makes me feel sad and hopeless.

Want to feel happy? It’s as easy as 1, 2, 3, 4. 

Related:  Traveling helps, too.

Also related:  Girls weekends are the best weekends.

Backstreet’s Back!  Alright!

She’ll always be 16 going on 17.  So long, farewell Charmian Carr.

People are horrible and because of it, we get Celeb’s Read Mean Tweets. It’s just never not funny, though.

Friends on Friends is… perfection.

How to Talk to Boys.  Straight and to the point. The old adage of KISS.

Nothing makes me wish I was a kid today. It’s hard, a different kind of hard than back in 1991.  I’d argue harder.

Related: Life before the internet? I remember it. Do you?

The forgotten war on terror, a reminder.

To try: Savory Oats. I’m into it.

Who doesn’t love a breakfast sandwich? No one.  Maybe trolls.

That’s it! Have a spectacular week!

Hello, Sunday.

The immediate days post-trip are hard. Gone is the vacation joie de vivre, and back are the harsh realities of the job, the commute, the full inbox, and the cat that likes to bite you awake every morning. Love bites, I like to think.

Nevertheless, routine is comforting in its own way, and a two weeks breathing in the sea air and eating all the seafood are well worth a few weekend hours of work.

A short week kept me off the grid for most of it, but I squirreled away some web nuggets.  I hope you had great week and that you managed to find some time to get off of it as well.  It really does a mind and body good!

Losing a parent is hard, so please pray for my dear friend who lost her lovely father yesterday.  #RavensNation 

Seems like smarts come from mom. Is anyone surprised?

I’ve never really wished that I grew up in any other decades, and these are 37 fantastic reasons why.

Related:  My friends and I talk about this a lot, and how lucky we are that our college pictures remain locked in a box, in prints, with negatives, where they rightly belong.  Why 80’s babies are different than other millennials (hint: we all died of dysentery at one point or another).

I know I just got back from vacation, but…

Not sure if this is real, but who wants to move to Canada? Tempting, not gonna lie.

Love me some a cappella and some Dolly!

It’s pumpkin season!  So get to it!

And finally, to combat all the bad thoughts that may arise this upcoming week, here are some happy ones to get you through it.

I think that’s it.  Have a good one!

I hope you all enjoyed meeting Emilie earlier this week and now to re-introduce you to Biscuit. She’s mentioned quite often in these parts because she’s just so much fun and as further proof, she’s contributing to the “Eat the World, See the World” series that we’ve got going on here and is showing us what to see, do and more importantly eat around Calgary, with the help of her lovely sister.  Enough from me, take it away, Biscuit!

Hello again Hungary Buddha internet besties! You may remember me, Biscuit, from last year when I shared my OMGmostfavouritesaladever (aka: summer panzanella) recipe. As you can imagine with a nickname like Biscuit I try to sneak buttery, lightly toasted bread into perfectly healthy recipes whenever I can. More is more when it comes to carbs.

While Chrissy is travelling the Pacific, with a little help from my sister, I’m going take you on a tour of Calgary. Let’s eat…and walk…because, carbs. And ice cream! Oh my goodness gracious, the ice cream.

Let me clear something up first; I’m not an expert on Calgary eats. I don’t live there, my sister does; I visit and try to drink as many lattes, eat as many almond croissants, and lick as many ice cream cones as possible. If there was a Calgary Indulgence Olympics I’d be a rose-gold medalist. Pretty shiny things!

I live in Southwestern Ontario and usually take the once daily flight from Kitchener to Calgary which arrives around 9pm local time which is just late enough to see the Calgary Tower illuminated and just early enough to still get ice cream at Village!

Calgary has been a bit cold and dreary this summer but I’ve always had exceptional weather when I’ve visited…except that one October when it snowed every day…but we don’t talk about that. Are you a morning person? I’m a morning person who loves 10 extra minutes in bed. With a two hour time difference I always wake up extra early in YYC and let me tell you, sunny, endless blue sky mornings in Calgary are exceptionally beautiful.

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