One last trip…

I had this crazy urge to blog, i\’m on a bus that just left Kingston en route to Toronto so this stirkes me as rather absurd.
As most things in my life seem to these days.

My dad dad passed away at 1:24pm on Feb 28th 2015 and that was the catalyst of a massive shitstorm that left myself and several people I care about emotionally devestated and simotaniously crippled at the same time.

This isn\’t about that though.
This is about the house.
My dad\’s hosue specifically, my childhood home.
I don\’t begrudge my mom for selling the place, in fact if I was in her shoes I would do the same.
Yet, I feel lost in a way.

Yes, it\’s just a house, but it was the house that everyone knew.

More importantly, it was the only house that *I* knew.
I came home from the hospital to this house and my tiny room upstairs was always mine, even when I shared it with my sister for many years.

No matter how crazy my life would get, there was always the big white house on King street that everyone knew and it was the place that I would always come to when I would make the long trek from
Montreal to Ontario.  No matter where I was, no matter what I was doing or what shape I was in, there was always a place for me there..

So many memories contained within those walls…

Where I\’ve been & where i\’m going…

It\’s been a really long time since I blogged.

Mostly because I associated my blog (and anything computer related for that matter) with smoking.  I can proudly say that I have NOT had a cigarette since about 10:30 pm on Sunday July 15th 2012.  The day before my grandfather\’s birthday, a man who coincidentally enough died of lung cancer.  I had to make some major lifestyle changes due to my hours being cut back at work, which resulted in an obvious loss of income and that was one of them.

Quitting smoking was one of the hardest things I have ever done for myself but I couldn\’t be happier that I did!  They say that everything happens for a reason and something good came out of having my hours scaled back.  That was probably the only thing but it\’s better than nothing.  Which is funny because everyone kept telling me \”think of the money you\’ll save\” when in reality my hours had been literally cut in half and I had to choose between smoking or eating and paying my rent.

I\’ve also partaken a greater interest in photography.  It affords me a different artistic outlet and I have found all kinds of helpful and lovely people on google +   it\’s where all the cool kids hang out.  I haven\’t really utilized it in any other way except for some light social interaction, but mostly photography.  I also decided to embark on the Google+ 365 self portrait project.   it\’s an interesting challenge and you can follow my own personal journey (that started yesterday) here

I started making jewelry and stuff and opened a store on Etsy, which you can find here  eventually I need to investigate sharing my Etsy store with Kristina who makes these AWESOME sock monsters and monkeys.  You should check her out on facebook  and tell her Steph sent you. 🙂

I\’m starting to get tired and going to wrap this up, but this is what\’s noteworthy in 2012 for me at least:

  • Photography.  Lot\’s and lot\’s of it!  Follow me on google plus if you like to see some of what I do.
  • Travel. I haven\’t gone anywhere exciting, just home.  More than I usually do.
  • Got myself a boyfriend.  He lives with me.  It\’s kind of nice actually and a little scary all at the same time.
  • Still chugging away at my sleeve, so not much new on the tattoo front.
  • The new manfriend is vegan so I\’ve been expanding my culinary horizons and eating better in the process.  I was mostly vegetarian/Pescetarian before he came along and i\’m OK with that.  I\’m not going to become vegan for him.  Besides I like Bacon and cheese too much, even if I only eat bacon once or twice a year.
  • More charity/volunteer work.  Not just for my own foundation but others.  It\’s nice actually!  Especially when you get to partake in projects such as the plus one collection .  Not only do you get your work published, you get it published alongside the people you admire the most and it\’s for charity too, which is pretty bad ass.
  • I\’ve been working a lot more on being true to myself.  It\’s been tough in some regards because even though I don\’t entirely care what most people think about me overall, sometimes it\’s good to have people in your corner just the same.
  • I started working out more.  It\’s proven to be not as impossible as I thought to get up before the sun rises and work up a sweat.

I\’m busy and content.  Which is all that really matters I think 🙂

 

So, how high is your pain tolerance?

I willingly allow people to inflict pain upon me and even worse, I pay them to do it.  I am of course talking about my tattoo artists and my dentist.

Tim & Gil, they know how stubborn and hardcore I am when it comes to my tattoos.  For me, getting tattooed is about as close to a spiritual moment I can get.  I could go on and on about my tattoos, but I do that enough already.  In any case, I get to pick and choose my tattoos, the placement, the location. The whole 9.

My dental work however is a whole other story. I make a commendable effort to take care of my teeth.  Especially given the thousands of dollars I\’ve currently invested in them as of late.  So last time when I went on a dental shopping spree of sorts, my dentist asked me the one question I feel everyone should dread:

How high is your pain tolerance?  

Come again? 

You see, I was getting some repair work done on one of my front teeth.  She didn\’t want to give me the Novocaine shot if she could help it, said it wasn\’t pleasant.  So I thought that having a fairly high pain tolerance, I could take it.  Well turns out that she was closer to the nerve than I was aware of  and once the tears started streaming down my face in a silent homage to pain, because tooth pain sucks balls on so many levels; I had to cave and ask for the Novocaine.  Which normally isn\’t too bad.  However getting a shot of Novocaine on the very front of your face?

FRIGHTENING!

OMFG…  I could feel that needle underneath my right eye.  Most disturbing feeling ever!  Also? My sinuses and half my face were frozen solid for the better part of three hours. Always a good time!  So when I recently discovered the beginnings of a small cavity on another tooth, I got my ass into her office right away.  The faster you get these things fixed, the less it hurts later.  I am of course talking about you and your bank account.  So there\’s an x-ray taken and she\’s all, oh it\’s small, you don\’t need any Novocaine.

Um sure…  That\’s what you said last time dentist of mine!  Except this time it wasn\’t too bad.  It sucked a little bit, not going to lie.  I do however now have bragging rights:

I got a filling with no Novocaine. Take that bitches!

Nagging bitches, my book & Karma.

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Yes some posts I can be bothered to separate, but not today. After all, it\’s Monday and I\’m tired.  For this, I blame Karma. I was teasing someone last night about how I don\’t have to get up stupid early in the morning to go to work like they do (still early none the less) and I was going to text them in the morning for the sheer purpose of rubbing it in that I A: just woke up (after him) B: was still in bed. Yeah well, that was a lovely thought.  I woke up around 4:45-ish and my first thought was sonofabitch! Of course I had to pee. Then, you\’d think I\’d be able to go back to sleep, but no not really.  It was one of those drifting in and out of sleep moments that aren\’t really satisfying. Although I still got to lounge around in bed, which is warm, cozy and uber comfy in my jammies. So damn right I sent that text, to which I was informed that I missed the sun rise that morning. I\’m sure it was beautiful and pondering that comment briefly after I woke up I thought to myself, yeah fuck that I catch enough sunrises in the dead of winter. You know when it\’s dark until 8am :p So that\’s that. He clearly won that round!  Needless to say, I won\’t be saying that again.

Nagging bitches: I don\’t get it! Why on earth do some people (usually woman, I hate to stereotype but they do exist for a reason) feel that nagging someone endlessly will garner results? It\’s really, really fucking irritating! STOP IT! I work with someone who thinks that by constantly harping on your ass, about things that are of NO concern to them none the less; will make a difference. Personal cheerleader my ass. Jesus Christ, leave me and the countless other people you annoy the shit out of alone!  There are some things that *I* feel should be of no involvement of others, especially at work and my boss agrees with me.  Granted there are some things that you need to get on my ass about until I give them to you.  IE: the menu, the milk order.  Because I occasionally forget those things and the reminder is helpful and usually welcome. However when you\’re getting on my case about how I choose to live my life, especially when we only have a working relationship? Drop dead.  I don\’t care how you justify it to yourself in your mind, you are not my mom, I am not burger king, therefore you can not have it your way!  Because of her (especially because of her) I can totally understand and relate to why men hate woman who nag incessantly.  It gives me a headache!

In other news, I\’m working on making food porn v 2.0 become a reality.  Going to purchase the ISBN and the whole nine yards for this one I think.  Essentially I plan to do an edit of the original one and make some more grown up modifications to the recipes themselves.  Stephanie\’s secret\’s, which became the working title (thanks to a clients suggestion) has officially sold out and while I could do a second printing, it\’s a costly investment and unless I have enough people willing to do pre-sale on it, I won\’t bother with it.  It\’s a little known fact that my self published book titled food porn really does exist.  There\’s only three copies of it period. It\’s what one might say a collectors item, if you\’re into that sort of thing.  Funny enough, I was paging through it earlier and clearly my proof reading skills need some work, as does my grammar >.< I was in a rush to get it printed because I wanted it ready as a gift for someone\’s birthday. Clearly that wasn\’t my best idea!  However, when Stephanie\’s secrets came to life in a gorgeous 8.5×11 format thanks to Maggie\’s dedication, formatting and editing skills and her printing team at Wynterblue publishing it looks amazing!  Except this time, I want it to be in a hardcover format. Sadly, they don\’t offer the type of cover & binding I need for this project but I might get them to once again rock out the printing of the book & have it sent to another company to be bound.

We\’ll see. In any case, let it be known that the hardcover edition will also be limited and we\’re working on the cover art right now, thanks to the help of a photographer friend.