Ignorance & Arrogance

This has been on my mind for some time now, but I was unsure exactly how to broach the subject.

It’s no surprise that a Canadian living in America will endure the blunt end of the comment stick. No we don’t live in igloos, pour maple syrup on everything, say “eh” all the time and ride snowmobiles to school. I thought this was common knowledge.

I’ve been here almost 2 years now and these jokes are old, overdone, and quite frankly, they’re rude and ignorant. I get upset now when people tell me “oh it must be different in Canada” or “that must be a Canadian thing.” Just because I’m from another country doesn’t mean that everything I say, think, or do is Canadian.

I think the biggest issue I have with this is that I’ve told people time and time again that I don’t find their repeated jabs at me funny in the least, and yet they can’t respect my wishes enough to stop.

Get educated or keep your damn mouth shut. Enough is enough.

This Canadian chick will show you what she’s made of if you can’t shut your trap! And I promise you that I’m not made of girl guide cookies and sparkles.


Love & Light,


Sorry we don’t accept those coupons. 

It’s come to my attention lately that there are fewer and fewer genuinely nice people in this world. This really upsets me because I pride myself on doing nice things for people whether I believe they deserve it or not, we all deserve to be treated like people. 

Recently I had an acquaintance come to me in disbelief that no one would pick her up when she requested this from 6 different friends. She was upset because she’s done some “nice things” for these individuals and thought they needed to return the favor, right then and there at her beck and call. 

I was in such shock at this I was literally speechless. I don’t buy a friend a drink so I can cash in on it later, I do it to be nice. I don’t expect anything in return. I don’t do things that I don’t want to do, so if I do something nice it’s because I genuinely want to, isn’t that was being nice is? 

This acquaintance and I were once good friends but as you can imagine, I’ve run out of coupons ha! 

It’s crazy how people can be so close to you and yet so far away. Maybe we were meant to meet so I could teach her something, and learn something myself. 

Lesson of the day: You don’t do nice things for people and then try to redeem the gesture at a time of your choosing. 

My ‘Lanta, some people’s children. 



All my love. 

In life we get the pleasure of knowing people but we also have to deal with losing them. 

This week the world lost an amazing man.

Uncle Lorne, you were my other dad, you raised me just as much as my parents did and I am so grateful to have had you in my life. You taught me about cars, men, and martinis and you’ll forever be a major part of my story. 

I guess I always thought you’d just be there, I never realized one day you really wouldn’t be. 

It’s times like these where family is so important, it makes it hard to be in another country away from all my relatives and even harder to be alone. 

I love you to the moon and back Uncle Lorne, you’ll forever be in my heart. 

Love always, “Tiger” 

Let’s throw a pity party. 

This post is for anyone who is so self indulged, disrespectful and completely living life from inside their own bubble. 

I know you have a 5 year old and 14 month old, I also have a 31 year old husband who works at a bar and doesn’t get home until 4am. Our house is quiet so your children can sleep. We understand you have small kids and we understand that our schedules are opposite but we don’t stomp around the house yelling profanities at 2am, we don’t do 6 loads of laundry a day and use all the hot water, and we definitely don’t have the cops called on us because we are incapable of looking after our own children. 

Respect is one thing, whether you have it or not there is no need to go out of your way and be disrespectful. There is no need to cry and throw yourself a pity party when the landlord comes to calm the storm because you neglected to talk to us like a human being in the first place. Everyone goes through tough times, it’s not your neighbors fault so please don’t take it out on them. Lord only knows your neglectful as it is when the cops have to come remove your children from their mother. 

I will never grow patience for people who let their children run through the house like a jungle gym, we understand kids will be kids, we know they’re going to throw a tantrum or have a bad day and we never take it out on you. There are indoor activities and outdoor ones, know the difference and don’t let your kid jump off the couch at 7am when the neighbors are sleeping. 

Love & Light,

Your upset neighbor. 

Self Actualization & Ketosis

My apologies for the length of time since my last post, it’s been a whirlwind of packing, moving, unpacking, no wifi, super bowl, etc. Still no excuse for my laziness.

I went through a lengthy period of time last year where I was severely depressed, quite honestly I’m still fighting the depression but it’s gotten a lot better.

If you’ve followed my blog for awhile you know I’m Canadian but living in the United States with my husband. I’ve met some amazing people here and I’ve met others whom I wish I hadn’t. I feel like everyone has an addiction, although it’s personally chosen I believe it exists. Here it’s generally alcohol, I got to a point where I was drinking a lot more than I ever would and I was definitely disappointed to say the least. Other people are addicted to their “cliques” instagramming their life in less than appropriate clothing while they work a job very close to prostitution, snap chatting their every waking moment, or facebooking every “night out” with the crew.

There are others here who are just addicted to the gym and making the most of themselves and potentially trying to reach self actualization. This is where I need to be, but this is what I’ve been missing.

In order to get in touch with myself and who I truly want to be so I can eventually achieve self actualization I need to step back and just “do me” for awhile.

I’ve researched ketosis, the benefits, the disadvantages, etc and I have decided to commit myself to it. So here I go!

Love&Light, in the Red, White, and Blue!


Why you so basic?

Have you ventured off away from your parents? 

You’re living on your own on a student on early 20s budget, so you’re probably rooming with your buddies. You think it’s gonna be all glitz and glam, or the bachelor pad sorta deal. 

Right…. Good luck with that. 

Dear roommate:

Have you ever sauntered into the kitchen and wondered where all your dirty dishes went? We have this extraordinary piece of machinery my mom calls a dishwasher, she didn’t name me after it so I’m wondering why it’s so hard to get those nasty plates into this piece of equipment. 

Ever wonder where your lost socks go? You’d never find them because you seem to have an allergy to the trash receptacle. 

I love how you claim the living room when there are other people living in this apartment. I must admit I always wanted to learn the basics of being a maid just in case I couldn’t find any other career. 

I hate to break it to you, but your mom doesn’t live here and I definitely don’t like cleaning up after you. If I wanted to pick up after someone all day I’d have a child. 

My most sarcastic of wishes,

Your roommate. 



It’s not a want, it’s a Neid. 

A friend of my from back home in Canada has always really inspired me. I recently got in touch with her to ask her about her clothing line. 

Erikka from neidstudio.com and I have known each other for years and somehow we have always managed to keep in touch but I’ve never truly gotten the opportunity to ask her a whole lot about what inspires her. So I did! 

What designers are you most inspired by? 

Coco Chanel, Karl Lagerfeld, Gianni Versace, and Donatella Versace. Also, I’m inspired daily by the independent designers; those of us that choose fabric over food and can still jump out of bed every morning because their passion is enough to sustain them!

What would be your dream award to win? 

Academy Award for Best Costume Design! An Oscar belongs on my mantle 💕 

If you had to design something specifically for me what would it be? 

Some serious Canadian Couture to show your new neighbours how fabulous you and your Canadian roots are.

Would you ever sell your brand? 
I couldn’t; I am my brand. . It would be awkward to say the least because I design what I feel . I think that’s priceless. 

What would you be opposed to designing? 
I will try anything once. Twice if I like it just to be sure 😉 

What celebrity would you enjoy designing something for?
I once created a dress with Rhianna in mind when I was in design school. It was a flapper style adorned with hardware store nails! Now- Met Gala – Beyoncé, and we’d win best dress of the night , I guarantee it! 

I have always been a fan and supporter of Erikka and Neid and since meeting her I’ve gotten the opportunity to see many of her creations as well as her brand grow amazingly. 

Neidstudio.com is where you can purchase her amazing designs and you can also find her on instagram @neidstudio 

Just a small town girl. 

Living in a lonely world? Absolutely, you can call it Cheyenne Wyoming. 

If you’re not Air Force, you barely belong here. You can be the best bartender with people asking for you night after night, or you can be the Canadian girl sitting here time after time. 

It’s all the same. You’re here or you’re not. You can be basic, or you can live anywhere but here. If you live here you’re basic, and that’s it. 

I can work for minimum wage all day everyday if I want to, or I can decide my life means more than that. Here, not so much. It’s few and far between you meet anyone who is willing to take life for what it is. 

This place is hell on earth, but cold. The wind blows more often than the prostitutes in New York City. The people here deserve their own blog post. I’ll get into that on the next one. Friend or foe, you’ll surely know. 

Spellcheck is a privilege Canada, apparently they don’t have that in the small town of Cheyenne. Businesses literally print posters and banners to publicize their events but seem to misspell “during” by adding an extra”r.” The best part is how a radio station can misspell broadcast….. seriously? There has always been an “a” in the word, AND you’re a RADIO station. 

I may be from a big city but I am far from a metropolitan princess. The fact that people here find it acceptable to call me a “hozer” due to the fact that I’m Canadian is repulsive. Isn’t it the “true north strong and free?” I’m still from North America, although Canada is looking better and better everyday. 

It’s hard enough to live in a new country but to have “friends” that neglect to make plans with you or leave the bar without even telling you is total bullshit. 

Friends are hard to find and harder to keep, I’m still trying to figure out if it’s even worth making friends in a place like this. 

Missing home more than ever. 



50 Shades of Cray. 

Recently I’ve been a little down. It’s hard to be so far away from my friends and family all the time and it’s even harder when I can’t work here for another month or two. 

I’ve met some new friends here, some of which are good company for a beer or two, while others are good company when you’re bored on a Tuesday evening. 

New friends mean a lot of new things. You have to get to know one another, try out things the other person likes to do, see what each other is like when you’re drunk AND when you’re sober. 

I’ve come to realize that some people are meant to be in your life and others simply just do not have a place. It’s not always apparent from the beginning, sometimes it takes awhile to see someone’s true colors but eventually they always show. 

One of the worst things I think a friend can do is speak before they listen. I can only forgive so many times for the same actions. 

People always have a lot to say. The biggest communication problem is that we do not listen to understand, we listen to reply. 

Take time to assess a situation before you react, it’s always worth it.