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Tinder Dates: Part Three.

If you know me you know I’ve gone on some horrible dates.

So naturally I signed up for Tinder. You know, keep the bad dates going and content for the blog. You can find part one here and part two here.

Everyone goes on a really great dates, and everyone goes on really bad dates.  Although, it seems that I go on a lot of really bad dates more often than really great dates. So I’m here to tell you about my worst Tinder Date and my favorite Tinder date.

My worst Tinder Date.
Is it bad I can’t even remember this guy’s name? For story telling purposes I will call him Alex.

Alex and I had agreed to meet downtown next to the famous Olympic torch after I was off work. I remember walking up to the agreed meeting spot and seeing a very handsome man standing there looking at his watch, looking around and then back at his watch. I remember thinking to myself “Wow, this guy looks better in person!” As I got closer we did that thing where you both look at each other like *are you the one I’m meeting here?* look.  Sadly this man wasn’t Alex, but some other guy waiting for his date to show up.

Although, the guy seated about 30 ft away, wearing dirty sweats and an oversized hoodie, was indeed, Alex.
I walked over and said “Hey, are you by Alex by any chance?” We had our introduction and he apologized for not dressing up for this date because clearly I had, as he just came from work.
Please note we are less than five minutes into this “date” and I was just wearing a skirt, leggings and a sweater and I just came from work as well.

This is the moment I should have walked away.  I didn’t.

I asked him if he wanted to grab coffee and walk around like we had originally agreed on.  Alex responded with “Well I just spent a shit load on parking down here so why don’t we go drive over to Stanley park and walk around their”.
I told him I don’t get into cars with strangers. You know, because safety.

This is the moment I should have walked away. I didn’t.

He told him that he promised to keep his hands to himself on the way over, he was more than willing to let me take a picture of his driver’s license and text it to anyone I knew well.  Needless to say, I took a photo of his drivers license and texted it to a friend. I went against everything my mom taught me as a kid and I got into a car with a stranger.

On the way over Alex told me he worked as a mechanic, he owned 4 vehicles and lived in a sweet pad by himself.
Once we arrived at Stanley Park, he was irritated that he had to pay for parking. You see Alex just spent his last 100$ at Costco on wholesale goods and paying the 3.25$ for parking was just “Fucking bullshit”.

Then the following conversation went down:
Me:  “I have 3.25$, so this means you get me for an hour”
Alex:  “Well who says I’m going to want you after an hour?”

This was the moment I should have walked away, I didn’t.

We began walking and I asked him all kinds of questions about himself. Hobbies, favorite movies, does he have any family in the area? This guy never directly asked me any questions. I would always ask him a question and tack on my answer to my question at the end.

During this walk I found out:
He lives in a sweet pad.
He hates his ex girlfriend with a passion.
He likes to take TV’s apart, fix them, put them back together and sell them.
He took off his shirt and I got to see all his scars from various moments in his life.

These where moments I should have walked away, I didn’t.

During this walk, me asking questions and Alex talking about himself, I began to realize something. He had mentioned he lost his license in the past and the light bulb went off for me. So I asked him, “So, you mentioned you lost your license at one point, like did you lose your wallet with the license inside?”
I was trying to give him the benefit here.

Turns out this guy had lost his license for a DUI, not once, but THREE TIMES in the last 10 YEARS! Then the guy tries to justify as to why he got them!

These where the exact words I used.
“Look I’m going to be honest with you. The fact that you had not one, but three DUI’s in 10 years tells me you don’t respect anyone around you –He tried to interject at this point– No let me finish, I know people who have lost people to drunk drivers and there is no excuse for it. Also on this entire “Date”, you have never asked me a question about myself, which also tells me you have no interest in getting to know me, so this is where I’m going to leave you.”
Alex replied with “But the DUI’s are in my past, you seriously can’t look past that?”
I told him “Yes, the fact that you have three DUI’s is not something I look past, so this is where I leave you, enjoy the parking”.

That is the moment I walked away.

The icing on the cake was the fact that I got a text from him the next morning. The text read “I felt like the date was going really well until you left me in the park. So I understand if you feel bad about wasting my time but I’m willing to give you a second chance.”

Needless to say, I didn’t text him back.

I know to some people this may not seem like the worst Tinder date, but to me its the worst date I’ve ever been on. With that said, I’ve been on some really great dates so I look forward to telling you about my favorite Tinder Date.

Until next time!

Dating Relationships

Tinder Dates: Part Two

If you know me you know I’ve gone on some horrible dates.

So naturally I signed up for Tinder. You know, keep the bad dates going and content for the blog. You can find part one here.

I was going to start this off by telling you all my worst tinder date and my most adorable. But I have to share these Tinder messages with you all.

First off it should be noted, that I think Tinder is fucking hilarious. Mostly for the some of the messages I have gotten on here. Some made me laugh, some made me cringe and some made me go “WTF?!” So this blog post is going to be entirely out of messages I’ve received from guys.

The first one I like to refer to as “Wall of text guy” for obvious reasons. This guy was also the first ever message I had ever received on this app. (Read left to write, top to bottom)

Tinder1 Tinder3But then you get the messages from guys who are just looking for one thing.


In all honesty I can’t blame them, I mean Tinder was originally created for hooking up.

I like that guys that are forward, however a girl has her limits. I do get a laugh out of these but at the end of the day I’m not that kind of girl.
What I do look for is a guy who knows what he wants, doesn’t hold back and goes for it. Even if what he is looking for is not what I’m looking for.

Why? Well it’s simple really. Just because what you want out of life, isn’t the same as what I want, doesn’t mean I need to disrespect you or put you down.

Like Robert over here –>

What we want is total opposites from each other. We realized it and moved on. Just because you’re a stranger on the internet doesn’t mean I can’t respect what you have to say.

But I can’t leave this blog post without sharing two of my favorite on messages from Tinder with you all. The one on the right is probably my all time favorite. Mostly because I have actually never heard that in my life and it was brilliant. The one on the left is just hilarious and I enjoyed a good laugh out of it.  TinderLaughs

Tinder is weird, but then so is dating and my life. So naturally it goes hand in hand.

But I did tell you that I would write about my worst Tinder date and my most adorable.

Until next time!


Tinder Dates: Part One.

If you know me you know I’ve gone on some horrible dates.

So naturally I signed up for Tinder. You know, keep the bad dates going and content for the blog.

1st Date:

The first ever Tinder date I went on was with *Esteban. I totally expected this date to be a bad one. Like, awful date, because you know – Tinder.

The first tinder “date” with Esteban, lasted about 6 hours and well I went in expecting it to be an awful date, it turned out to be a great date.

With that said, Esteban deserves to have his own post.

So on to the second date!

2nd Date.

The second tinder date I went on was with a guy named *Billy.  Now, first off the fact that his name was Billy should have been a sure sign that it was going to be at least a bit awkward.
We had agreed to meet up at Starbucks. However, Billy was late and Starbucks was closing. With me on time and the coffee addict I am, I got coffee and waited outside for this guy to show up.
Billy finally shows up and we have an awkward “Hi I’m Bailey, Hi I’m Billy” greeting and I tell him since he was late, Starbucks is now closed.

So we walk into another coffee shop to get him a coffee and wonder about. Inside the coffee shop the following exchange happens.

Billy – Hi, I’ll get a large triple shot iced Americano.
Barista Cool, anything for you lady (referring to me).
Me- *drinking out of a Starbucks cup* Nope, I’m pretty sure I’m all set.

The date with Billy was off to an OK start, although a bit patchy. I asked him what he did for a living and he works in theater lighting. Billy talking about his job was probably the highlight of the date. He clearly enjoys what he does and has a passion for it. But if I’m going to be honest, the date was going pretty well until the topic of politics came up. Turns out he is not a fan of our new PM and then went on about bill C-51.
Over all it was an awkward date. Billy is actually a really cool person . Although not for me, so on to the next.

3rd date.

The third date I went on was with a guy named *Dave.
I left after less than 15 mins.
This is literally what went down after we met up at a coffee shop and said hello. (Remember I’m a coffee addict and if it’s going to be a bad date, I might as well be caffeinated.

Me : “So do you want to sit down and chat or wander about and chat?”
Dave: “Well we could sit, but I have to ask, has any one told you that you have huge tits?”
-He asks this question as we are standing at the bar with coffee in hand-
Me: “Yes they have and if you could move past that this date will last a little bit longer for you.”
Dave: “But they are just so big! Do you fall over all the time?”

I had to put down my coffee at this point because I proceeded to laugh, laugh some more than laughed until I couldn’t breathe. Then I took my coffee and I left.

Let’s be realistic here, if that was the start of the date, it wasn’t going to get any better than that.

I’ve been on a couple more tinder dates since, one was horrible and the other was actually pretty adorable. So I’ll save those two for part two.

*Names have been changed because privacy is cool.


The Bus part 3.

If you know me, you know I take the bus to get around the lovely city of Vancouver. Random, weird and strange things happen to me all the time. Today was one of those days where I needed an adult.

I got smelled by a guy.

Not once, but three times and I’m not even sure where to being with this. From the beginning I suppose!

It was a beautiful sunny Sunday afternoon and I had spent the early afternoon exploring Italian day on the drive. I knew it would be sunny outside, so of course I had put on sunscreen before leaving the house. I’m a redhead, next to eating and drinking, sunscreen is apart of my life.

Anyway, it was time to head home. I had just gotten off the skytrain and was waiting to cross the street to wait for my bus.
Enter male redhead and the following conversation went down.

Oh my god, can you believe this weather?! Its so sunny and hot out! -Random guy
Yeah its pretty beautiful out! -Me
How do you not have a sunburn? I have a couple of sun burns now and you are just, NOTHING! How do you do it?
Well, sunscreen my friend.
Yeah but doesn’t it have like a bunch of chemicals in it?
Well, I’ll take chemicals over looking like a lobster in an hour or a leather shoe when I’m older.
Ahah your right! But like so many sunscreens have chemicals in them! Do you use coconut oil? I hear its like a SPF 6, but don’t you think you would burn with it on because its like, an oil?
No I use a sunscreen by La Roche Posay and it is about 30$ a bottle.

This is where the guy proceeds to smell me.
From my wrist up to my bicep.

But you don’t even smell like sunscreen! Like at all.

He then proceeded to smell me TWO MORE TIMES! Saying I don’t smell at all.

He then went on to tell me that when he’s working he drinks a 4L jug of water with those MIO water flavors because “Electrolytes are the shit!”. He also wears a hat at work, “You know the ones that the guys from Aladdin wear, with the thing on the back? Yeah I wear one of those”. He also keeps his beard because he never gets a sunburn on his face. Well except his nose.

This guy then takes off his shirt* and says “I use to wax but I would always get a sunburn, so I’m just natural now”. He then goes off to tell me about his ex-girlfriend who would hug anyone at wreck beach, she got into a lot of drugs and that he hasn’t heard from her in a while. He hates this whole Netflix and Chill because he’s a guy who just wants to watch a movie and snuggle. He loves putting KD cheese powder on the giant bags of popcorn from Superstore and just watching movies.

I’m thinking to myself, “Where is the bus? Oh look the bus! Yes I’m closer to home and away from this guy!”

Clearly this guy was thinking the same thing because he asked if it was alright if he got my number, unless I had a boyfriend.

If you know me, I always say I have a boyfriend when someone asks for my number. So of course I said yes I do, but its new.

He asked if he could still have it, since it was just a new relationship because “You never know what could happen with new relationships”. I politely declined he said that was cool. We fist bumped, he said he was going to walk home to even out his tan and I got on the bus.

All the best!

*He never put back on his shirt.



Webster’s dictionary defines passion in the following way:

: a strong feeling of enthusiasm or excitement for something or about doing something
: a strong feeling (such as anger) that causes you to act in a dangerous way
: a strong sexual or romantic feeling for someone

Last August I got to see every variation of that definition at Mel and Eric’s wedding.

The day before the wedding was the rehearsal. This was where I experienced the first definition of passion: A strong feeling of enthusiasm or excitement for something or about doing something.
I was going to see two of my very good friends get married! Also, I was going to be a part of that!
The rehearsal was pretty standard. “These tables go here, no you can’t move these tables there, you walk this way, don’t get your heel caught in the deck and fall on your face.” Standard rehearsal rehearsing.

The morning of the wedding I got to do the second definition of Passion. A strong feeling that causes you to act in a dangerous way.

The morning of the wedding, Chelsy dropped me off at Mels hotel, so I could make my hair appointment well Chelsy and Helena dropped some things off at the venue. I then met up with everyone with super fancy hair. The best part about that morning was sitting around a table eating cheese platters, laughing and getting ready together.
What will I remember the most about that morning? Oh probably climbing around on rocks in fancy dresses and heels.

Yes that’s right, climbing over rocks in heels.

If I didn’t love Mel so much, and want to her to have some of the best  wedding photos, I would have never done that. But I did it! The pictures turned out wonderful and I would scale rocks in heels again for her.

The evening of wedding I got to see the third definition of Passion, not once but three times. A strong sexual or romantic feeling for someone.

The first time I saw it was when Mel and Eric sealed the deal with a kiss.  It was a wonderful moment, not a dry eye in the house and you could just feel the love radiate off of Mel and Eric.
The second time I got to experience it, no words were said, just a sharp intake of breath and then a toast from the father of the bride to the bride and groom. The look Helena gave her husband is the look I hope to give someone someday. The look of love that will last forever.
The third time that evening that I got to witness it was at a photo booth. Donovan kissed Chelsy with such a passion that the aftershock hit me. These two have been together since high school, so around 10 years? I remember feeling instantly sad that the person I wanted to bring couldn’t make it, however that feeling was very short-lived. I was engulfed in such a bear hug from Donovan that I remembered that who needs a date when you have friends like these.

I’m so incredibly happy that I got to be a part of that wedding and I’m also glad I didn’t have a date that evening. If I had a date I’m sure I would have missed some of these moments otherwise.

All the best.



I believe the best part about traveling is getting in a plane and not knowing where your adventure will take you once you get off that plane.

My first time in a plane was when I went to London. I had never been in a plane before that trip. I had no idea what to expect so naturally I booked a window seat.

Best decision I had ever made, I loved looking out the window, seeing the Rocky Mountains from a different angle. Our world is a beautiful place and I encourage everyone to get out and explore it. Since that trip I always hope to get the window seat.

With this said, sometimes things don’t go according to plan. Like that time I went to Italy

First off, getting to Italy was an adventure in itself. Our plane was to board early in the morning then have a two-hour layover in Frankfort, and fly to Rome. Oh, if only things went according to plan. For some reason, my flight from Vancouver left an hour and a half late.

Ever run across the Frankfort airport? No, it’s a massive airport by the way. Ever try and catch your connecting flight to Rome that leaves in 20 mins?

Well I have!

And I missed it by 5 fucking minutes.

After a re-booking of a ticket, I was on the next one. In two hours. I missed the start of my Contiki trip but I made it to Rome and I got to have a shower.

Now that was me going to Italy. Coming back home was its own cluster fuck.

Check into the airline was fine! First plan boarded a bit late so it made me run across the Frankfort airport.


I remember standing in line for the last security check and some guy comes up to me and insists that I allow him to go ahead as his plane is going to leave in just a few minutes. I explain to him that I too and in the same boat, so sorry, not sorry. He had rude words to say like “I hope you miss your flight” and “I thought all Canadians where nice!”

Fact: Turns out line guy was also getting on my plane.

A not yet boarded plane was the only reason I made it. I never did find out the reason the plane ended up boarding late. Now, because so many people where squished into a tiny room waiting to get on a plane, it was really hot. Like a sauna hot. I’m thinking great a few hundred stinky people stuck on a plane together. Yay! Anyway, It was so hot that a guy actually fainted. So a medical team had been called, and we waited for them to clear this guy to fly.

Finally we board! However, we now had to wait for a window because there were too many clouds above our section of airway. At this point, I just don’t care, I’m on the plane, I’m heading home, Flight team- Do what you need to get me their safe.

Then the gentlemen from earlier realized he shouldn’t be flying, he feels very unwell and needs to get off the plan.

Oh this all went down well we were on the tarmac, waiting for our window. The airline then had to taxi back to the airport, then unload this guy and his luggage. So needless to say we left the airport two hours later than planned.

You would think that this would be the end of this post, but wait theirs more!

The guy sitting across the aisle from me started complaining to the flight attendants that this plane ride is now 11 hours instead of the scheduled 9 hours. FOOL, BE GLAD YOU ARE ON THE PLANE! The flight attendants on this flight were top-notch. We got lots of free wine, booze, cookies and nuts for our troubles.

Clearly the way to my heart is with cookies and wine.

Now some people become jerks when they don’t get their way. (Here’s looking to you aisle guy). He had gotten so upset that the flight crew couldn’t give him bottles of wine. Yes bottles of wine. He claimed that other airlines would give him bottles, why should this be any different. So the flight attendant gave extra cookies to shut him up. This guy then proceeded to open the bag with such strength the bag just explodes and I’m the one covered in cookie bits. The flight attendant then apologized, I told him no need, it’s not your fault some people can’t open cookies.  The look I got from angry aisle guy was fantastic.
All threw out the trip he would bark orders at our wonderful flight attendants, and I would always finish his sentence with a please or thank you.

It would go something like this:

ME- “Please”

ASS- “You flight worker, take my garbage”
ME- “Please and thank you”

You could tell he wanted to yell at me. Somehow I knew he wouldn’t because he didn’t want to get arrested for picking a fight with a girl half his age. Also, I’m sure he didn’t want to be that guy on the plan.

Other than running across the Frankfort airport a second time and a rude passenger on the plane, it was a good trip home. I managed to watch all three hobbit movies and get super drunk thanks to my lovely flight attendants.

~All the best,

p.s-  Traveling fun tip- Be nice to your flight crew, please and thank you go a long way. (You may get extra cookies and wine)


Team Adventure

When you live in a beautiful country such as Canada it’s hard not to spend every free moment exploring everything all the time. I find its best to explore things when you’ve got great adventure friends.

So let’s break down Team Adventure and what we are all about!

Geoff- the Driver and all a round really cool guy.
Sarah- The explorer and all round amazing person.
Anthony C- The Irishman and all round fun person.
Bailey B (That’s me)- The Planner and I make excuses to go out.

Team adventure is about having a good time, a good laugh and exploring this lovely city, Vancouver, and the surrounding area. BC is really a beautiful province and it’s a blessing to live here. So explore all the things, laugh at all the things and have a good time doing it with great friends.

Team Adventure probably started about 3 months ago. Geoff, Sarah and I realized that we needed more reasons to go out and Adventure. So, we made a thing out of it and called it Team Adventure.

Ever go hiking in February around the sea to sky Gondola in running shoes and blue jeans? I have and I regret nothing. The best part about that adventure, besides the company of course, was that you never knew if your next step would be on to solid snow or you would lose your footing and sink in.! Except that one time I slipped and slid down a snowy path, leaving a trail of blue in my wake. After that trip, my jeans no longer bleed on anything. Geoff and Sarah got one hell of a laugh out of it though, so there’s that. It’s important to laugh at yourself on these kinds of adventures.

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Back in April, Team adventure took a trip out to Othello tunnels, but ultimately ended up exploring Bridal falls instead. This is the point, you never know where you’re going to end up!

Just because something says closed, doesn’t mean it’s “closed”. Like the Othello tunnels. Although when it’s raining, it’s probably best not to jump into the giant puddle on the other side of the fence. Then how do you get back around with said puddle in the way.

So we opted to head to bridal falls instead.

Just because a park says it’s closed due to falling trees and the gate is open, is it really closed?  No, not really. Just use common sense and don’t park under any trees. Bridal falls has been a spot I’ve wanted to visit since forever, the countless times I’ve driven past it going to Kamloops and back to Vancouver.

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Its magical.
It was also the first time I got to wear out my new adventure boots! No better way to break in new shoes than climbing waterfalls.

This was the trip that I realized that Geoff and Sarah are two very fun people to hang out with and adventure with. They also put up with me and my need to take pictures of everything well out on said adventures. We have many more plans for adventures this summer and I’m super excited for all of them.

Especially camping on the Island!


The Breakup.

So it’s not new news, or it might be news depending on how well you know me. But, the Italian and I broke up. I’m sure you are wondering what happened!? How could this be? Bailey are you OK? Hows the Italian?

Don’t worry, the Italian and I are still friends, in fact we are going to still live together.

Why? Well because we didn’t work out romantically, we are still good friends and roommates.  I live in Vancouver, a non-crazy roommate is hard to find. Besides we were friends and roommates before the relationship, we will continue to be because we are adults.

Which brings me to why we broke up, we are adults. We have our own life goals and apparitions. We are figuring out what we really want and where our lives are going. I can only speak for myself on this part. I know roughly what I want out of life.

One I want to travel more. A lot more.

Traveling for me is more than a hobby, more then a vacation. It’s something I’m passionate about, it’s an adventure to be had. We have a whole wide world out there and I need to see more of it! So many foods to be eaten, drinks to be drank, and things to be experience!

The second thing I would like out of life -eventually- is my own squad. This means, get married, get a fuzzy animal of some sort, have kids. The Italian is not sure if he wants the last part of that and I don’t blame him. It’s not for everyone. But that doesn’t change the fact that I would like to be a mom one day.

This is and probably will be the hardest breakup that I’ll ever experience. It’s not that we wanted to break up but we want different things in life. When you look at it in the long run it was for the best. Neither of us want to resent each other down the road because the other didn’t get what they wanted out of life. I don’t want to be held back from my dreams and I can’t hold someone back from there dreams.

So when people ask if I’m OK.

The answer is yes, I’m OK.

For the simple reason I get to keep my best friend and not lose him entirely down the road. Being an adult is hard. You have you have to deal with things head on that make you uncomfortable. With that said you come out the other side a stronger person.

Even if it sucks for a little while.



The Bus part 2.

I take Transit everywhere, it’s how I get around. However, it seems like I’m an open target for crazy when I’m outside by myself.

Flash back to a few years ago, I was waiting for the bus near my house to go to a party.
A very intoxicated man sat on the bus stop across the street, notices me and proceeds to walk across a busy street, without using the cross walk to come over and say “Hi”. Now because this is the bus stop I use all the time, I tend to actually talk to people. It seems like the nice neighborly thing to do. However, I realize this man is very tipsy and is doing a bad job of hitting on me.  He decides where I was going that night, he’s going come too and show me a good time! He managed to say “Screw the crew, I’mmagoin to hang out with youuu!”

All I can think is “where the fuck is the bus?” well keeping a safe distance from this stranger.

I remember telling him that was not necessary and what would his crew think when he didn’t show up to wherever he was going? He seemed very satisfied with that answer and wandered away.

All I could think was “thank the heaven’s he left me alone! But really, where the fuck is the bus!?”

Across the street at the other bus stop going in the other direction, sat a man.

Taking a poo.

I kid you not, pants around ankles, squatting, doing his man business, in a bus shelter.  Now this is not the first time I’ve seen a person taking a poo at a bus stop, Thanks buses going down Hastings, but it is the first time I’ve seen it in my neighborhood.

Fun fact: Same tipsy guy from earlier.

Turns out he needed to poo and didn’t want to be rude and poo next to me. Chivalry at its finest I tell you!

Finally the bus shows up well this guy his doing his thing at the other bus, and I’ve never gotten on a bus so fast in my life. I looked out the window to see the man standing and struggling to put on his pants, yelling at the bus driver to wait. I could have sworn the bus driver said “Fuck that” under his breath as he closed the doors and drove away.

Needless to say I was late to the party but I had a very interesting reason to why!
Now not every transit related story is awful and cringe worthy, like this one.

I got the chance to work the Gluten-Free Expo thing through work with my co-worker Shayla. I was standing outside of Canada place waiting for Shayla to show up when this exchange took place.

A guy walked past me, glances over and trips over his two feet. He then says “Holy fucking shit, beautiful”. He looked super embarrassed as this took place right in front of me, so I said “Good morning” in the nicest


kind of way. This guy then walked away, comes back and says “Sorry, I saw you almost tripped and forgot what direction I was going” and left.

So not every time I take the bus I need an adult, but lets face it, I need an adult when I go outside.


Hello beautiful!

I’m back and with a new design!

Did you miss me? Because I missed you!

I’m going to be completely honest with you, I wasn’t overly happy with the last look of my blog and where my life was. As a result, I couldn’t get my creative juices going, it was hard to write and I wasn’t happy. Don’t worry I wrote a bit over the last few months so I do have a some content to post over the next little while. With that said, with the help and encouragement from wonderful friends *Cough* Mel *Cough*.  I’m back and very excited to catch everyone up on my life’s adventures.

So where have I been?! What have I been up to?! Well…

I went to Vegas with my mom for her 50th Birthday!
Oh boy do I have some tales from Vegas to share with you all!

I’m slowing learning how to Knit with help from Chelsy and Mel!
I currently can NOT cast off. So I feel like I’m making and remaking a endless patch of something.

I started the Instagram 365 photo a day challenge
(Really it’s the 366 photo a day challenge because this year is a leap year)
I’m about 100days in!

Started Team Adventure!
I have adventures around Vancouver and area I’m doing cool things.
Like exploring, hiking and eating food with really cool people.

I planted a small garden!
I’m going to grow flowers, peas, tomatoes and peppers! I hope this year isn’t as hot as last because I really want to see if I have a green thumb.

The biggest thing I feel I’ve done in recent months was ending my  romantic relationship with the Italian. I still love him dearly and we are still very good friends. We just want different things out of life and I would rather have him in my life as a friend then not at all. It took about a week to have that conversation but we were adults about it. The Italian made a good point, we don’t want to resent each other down the road because we didn’t get what we wanted out of life. All in all though, we are good, I’m good. I’m not ready to jump back into the dating pond just yet but I’m excited for my next adventure.

I hope all is well in your corner of the world, I’m excited to be back with a shiny new design!