#Todaytodaytoday

I haven't seen my best friend since the 23rd of December.

This is the best friend who has sleepovers every night. And the one I immediately tell everything to. And the one who pretty much knows everything about me. And the one who has accidentally seen my boobs. And vice versa. To all of the above.

It has been six sleeps since we slept together. [Like in the same bed, you pervert!]

That is too many sleeps.

So I'm gonna love on her face forever and ever and ever. And I'm never going to let her go!!

Also, I know Christmas isn't about presents, but I got a unicorn. Seriously. Apparently she is named "Rainbow" but I'm renaming her "Sunshine" because I know rainbows are magical, but she doesn't need a magical name to be magical. She does that all on her own. BUT she is the light of my life, I think. Hence, Sunshine.

Also, also, I can't wait to start my new year off with my TWO best friends! FBF and Ray Charles. Sounds like a party, right? Right.

Also, also, also, I have a crush. On a boy. Which is never really news, because I am always crushing on a boy. And like most other times it will probably start getting to where I want it to go and freak out and run. But just in case anyone was wondering the status of my relationshipness - single, infatuated, excited, nervous, frustrated. But mostly excited. And giggly.

Also, also, also, also, I think I am gonna do challenge 365 this new year. [1 picture every day for a year. Check my top 25 before 25 bitches!] With my pretty unicorn camera. And I think I'm gonna document it on here. You're welcome in advance for looking at my year in pictures.

Also, also, also, also, also, I miss my nursies, two of which [M,O] are off galavanting the world, and one of which [K, or K Ruhls] is working too much for my liking. Plus she has a boyfriend, and those are time consuming, I hear.

Also, also, also, also, also, also, I hope you are as sick of reading the word 'also' as I am of typing it. I don't care. I'm not done talking.

Also, also, also, also, also, also, also, I actually wrote this post last night [which is actually today, right at this very moment as I am typing] when I was putting off laundry. I will never grow up.

Also, also, also, also, also, also, also, also, I haven't showered in a while so I am pretty gross right now.

Also, I have been blogging for almost a year. Yikes!

xo. See you in the new year biznatches.

#My Christmas Wish

I know this is a day late, but who blogs on Christmas?

This year my family and I have lost SO MUCH and this Christmas was extremely hard to get through.

But we got through it.

This year we were blessed by someone or someones doing the 12 Days of Christmas for our family. Nobody asked them to. We didn't expect anything like it, but it was there. On our doorstep. For 12 consecutive mornings. I want everyone to know it was greatly appreciated. And it warmed my heart all the way to the chilly little apex.

This year we didn't get a tree up until days before Christmas. The usual Christmas music blaring through the house was muted until the eve. And the lights never went up on the rooftop.

This year we struggled to get through what used to be the best time of the year. 

This year I learned who I can count on to be there through everything. Who pulls through during the hardest of times. And which friendships don't waver at the first sign of trouble.

This year I grew as a person, I grew into myself. I stopped defining myself by the people around me and discovered who I am. I continued my growth in my relationship with my God, and realized I am called to be a lover of people.

And so my Christmas wish this year is that everyone is safe. Everyone takes life one day at a time. Everyone takes a break from the commercialism of western society and takes the time to appreciate the gifts they are blessed with. I pray that everyone stays healthy. That we may all know forgiveness. And that this next year is filled with love, tenderness, humility, understanding, relationships, opportunities, happiness, growth, and faith. 

That is my Christmas wish for everyone. Merry Christmas one day late, and whoever you are, know that I love you.

#My Lucy Goosey

Dearest Lucy,


Thank you for your years of love, service, and dedication. I really loved you while we were together, and will miss you dearly now that we're apart. I know sometimes we got into little arguments but for the most part we were the best team.


I'm sorry I let sharks munch on you. And I'm sorry I spilled ice cream in you. I'm sorry one time I ran you dry and blew you up. You were always there for me, and I was never that good to you.


You have gotten me out of some sticky situations. You took me on many adventures. You warmed me up, and cooled me down, sometimes you yelled at me, but we got through the hard times together. 


You carried me away from my first real broken heart. And you escorted me back the many times I slipped up. You've aided me in going to work, parties, bars, friends houses, hospitals, school, and home. You were there for me, quietly waiting the night I needed you most. And you fled me through the darkness to the hardest hours of my life.


Most think I'm crazy for being this attached, but Lucy, you know how much we've been through together. We've had many heartfelt conversations. You probably know more about my life than anyone else. You've been my only constant in a sea of change.


I'm so sorry for everything I put you through, especially this morning. Nobody deserved it less than you did. I wish we were still together, but I suppose it was for the best. Also thanks for not knocking out my teeth and burning my face.


I'll love you always, Lucy Goosey. 


xo

#The adventures of Jackie and the McDonald's drive thru

*editors note - there is swearing in this post. I'm very passionate about the topics at hand.

Ray Charles is in town.

So I spent part of my Friday night with him and my wifey.

And in typical form we ate greasy food, built gingerbread houses and watched high school musical.

I just sang the words high school musical, by the way.

And I actually only ate greasy food. I got there right as they were finishing high school musical and I laid on the couch doing nothing but demanding icing that tasted like play doh when they were building the gingerbread house.

But this is not a post about ginger bread houses and terrible movies.

This is a post about the best adventure/worst experience ever at a McDonald's Drive Thru.

It all started because we wanted ice cream, and we decided on McDonald's ice cream over Dairy Queen. Biggest mistake. 

We pulled up to the drive thru and the lady says "Welcome to McDonald's..blahblah can I take your order?"

And my wifey (who drove) leans out the window and says "Um yes, can I get a regular smarties McFlurry?"

Drive Thru Lady - "Regular Oreo McFlurry?"
Wifey - "No, a regular smarties McFlurry!"
Drive Thru Lady - "Regular Oreo McFlurry?"
Wifey - "No! Not Oreo!! SMARTIES! A regular SMARTIES McFlurry?"
Drive Thru Lady - "Oreo?"
Wifey - "NO!! SMARTIES!!"
Drive Thru Lady - "Please pull up to the window."

Then we had to go on an adventure to FIND the window. Because that McDonald's had about 12. And she was at the last one.

I actually think they had 3.

Details.

So we pull up and the conversation goes like this:

Drive Thru Lady - "What would you guys like?"
Wifey - "A regular SMARTIES McFlurry!"
Drive Thru Lady - "Ohhhhh Smarties!"
Wifey - "Yes. And also a regular rolo McFlurry and a hot fudge sundae with nuts."
Drive Thru Lady - "That costs *insert dollar amount here*"
Wifey - paid for it cause she's our suga mama.

We sat in the car and sang some awful top 40 music (sorry wifey) and danced around like 16 years olds with brand new licenses.

And we waited.

And waited. 

We heard the beeping thing going off inside the window that yells at the staff because we've been waiting for a long ass time.

And no joke 12 MINUTES LATER she walks up to the window with 2 McFlurries in hand. She opens the window and says:

"We ran out of rolo so I made you an Oreo McFlurry."

WHAT IS THIS WOMAN'S OBSESSION WITH FUCKING OREO MCFLURRIES?!?!

Ray looks displeased and says "Um. Can I actually just get another Smarties McFlurry instead?"

And drive thru lady hands us the one smarties McFlurry shuts the window then walks away.

7 minutes later she walks back with a smarties McFlurry. Which is really a cup of ice cream with a few smarties on top. I don't even think she put an effort into making it look like she mixed it.

And poor wifey has nothing so she says "Can I also please get my hot fudge sundae with nuts?"

And drive thru lady says "Ohhh yes." and shuts the window and walks away.

4 minutes later she comes back with a hot fudge sundae - sans nuts. Wifey laughs and says "Can I please have nuts?" Drive thru lady shuts the window and returns promptly with a package of nuts.

We pull away and wifey looks at her package of nuts and bursts out laughing.

"She gave me granola."

Me and Ray were like "go back in!! Get yo nuts Kixy!"

So wifey walks into the McDonalds (where there was nobody by the way. There was nobody there the whole time we were waiting in the drive thru. There was no reason for us to be there for 23 minutes. Literally, I feel like we should have gotten some free nuggets or something.) and comes back out laughing more.

She gets into the car, with her packages of nuts and says that she told the lady at the counter that she was just in the drive thru and asked for nuts but got granola.

The lady got her a package of nuts then turned to drive thru lady held up a package of nuts and the package of granola and said "SERIOUSLY JACKIE! These are nuts. This is granola."

End Scene.

#Sometimes we puke on cowboys and eat brownies.

There's this girl. Who is my best friend.

She sleeps with me pretty much every night. Literally. We have sleep overs every night. And I cuddle her face off. She is literally the only person I can cuddle with.

We're together more than a married couple.

I've known her since I was suuuuuuuper young, because she lived next door to me.

We've been through years of good things and bad things.

She was at the hospital the day my Daddy passed away. And spent the rest of the day with me. And she drank my feelings away with me the night of his funeral.

She's the first one I confess my mistakes to.

She never judges me. Actually, she usually just laughs at me.

Sometimes we say things we don't mean. Sometimes I call her dumb. Sometimes she calls me a willy bum bum. Sometimes she says "don't flash me! You don't have a bra on!!" Sometimes I say "You're not allowed to fart in my car!!" Sometimes we say "You're not my friend!!" then we say "Yes I is!! I'm you're only friend!!"

Sometimes things happen and we get mad or annoyed. But we usually forgive each other before we can even voice that we're upset.

We eat chips and salsa and cheese. And ice cream. And beef dip with cheese. And pizza. And wings. And french onion soup. And calamari. And chicken fingers.

One time her lame boyfriend cried because we were spending too much time together. But luckily for me this girl has a backbone and doesn't bend to her boyfriend's every whim like most girls. So she told him to blow her and we spent the rest of the day together.

We used to walk to 7-11 every day together.

Now we drive to dairy queen every day together.

We used to play at the park across the street.

Now we lay in bed and watch movies together.

We used to have sleepovers every night.

Now we......have sleepovers every night.

Sometimes people ask if we're bi-curious. But we're not. We are literally just the same person.

This is my best friend. My FBF. My non-chines sister.

Don't mess with her or I will squish your head!!

PS you are gonna love your christmas present FBF. trust me. you will.

#Colder Weather

Winter is my favourite.

Kind of.

Well....right after summer....and spring....and autumn.

I know what you're thinking. "Um. Rye. That means winter is your least favourite."

No. No it does not, good reader. It just means that winter is my fourth favourite season.

I still love it. Just not quite as much as the others. But that does not mean I don't love it. Because I do. I'll tell you why.

I love the snow....when it's still white and pretty. Not when it's brown and slushy.

I love skating...it's my favourite date ever. There's something so supremely cute about holding hands and skating. And drinking tea. And having cold noses, and hot kisses.

I love the lights....the Christmas lights up all around the city. Making otherwise bland cookie cutter suburban houses sparkly and glittery and pretty. Setting the one apartment balcony apart from the rest. Brightening up an otherwise dark city.

And with that I love zoo lights....even though they're the same every year. I just love them so much. Too much, even.

I love mittens....especially when they're animals. I have elephant and shark mittens. My elephants are married and they kiss at red lights. My sharks are best friends and do not kiss at red lights. They just munch on my steering wheel.

I love boots....and shuffling my feet when I'm in boots. And having toasty toesies! I also love fuzzy socks inside my boots. Except I get sweaty very very hot toesies when I have fuzzy socks AND boots on.

I love fireplaces....and the smell and heat and look of fireplaces. I could stare into the fireplace for hours.

I love Christmas....because God loved us all so much that He came to earth so that we could know Him as a person and have a real relationship with Him. He humbled Himself in the ultimate way, and for that I am forever thankful.

I love Christmas music....and Christmas movies, and Christmas decorations, and Christmas trees. And pretty much just Christmas. This could have gone under the last one.

I love turkey dinners....this is the last one not the last one about Christmas....I will give you a bit of a break though!

I love tea....I love tea always. Like every single night of the year. But especially in the winter because it warms my belly from the inside out. Big thanks to my Auntie for giving me delicious Holiday Tea last week. It is the epitome of winter tea.

I love hockey....just kidding.

I love ugly sweaters....for real though. They're the best. And they're warm! Who cares if they're ugly, seriously.

I love mugs....to drink my tea out of. Once again, I love this one all the time, but I especially love it in the winter.

I love layering clothes....cause it hide everything I want to hide, and it always makes me feel pretty!

I love New Years....and the chance to start something new. And set myself up for failure by setting resolutions I know I could never keep. Maybe I'll rethink that this year..

I love having a break from school....because even though I love school it stresses me out. And everyone can use a break sometimes.

I love hot dates....on cold days

I love making snow angels....and snow men. And snow forts. And snow balls. Then throwing those snowballs at people and hiding behind my snow fort and letting my snow men and snow angels keep guard.

I love watching snow storms outside....but only if I'm at home and I don't have to go anywhere.

I love television holiday specials.... mostly Community. Pure. Gold.

I love going on outdoor winter adventures....and I really wanna go to the ice caves in Kananaskis. Someone please go on this adventure with me! Like, now.

I love sunny days....and the way the sunshine and brightness contrasts the cold biting air.

I love volunteering....and making someone's day brighter and warmer. Directly or indirectly.

I love winter colours....White and blue and silver and grey. They just always look so good!

I love quality time with family....immediate and extended. Because my family makes me who I am.

I love naked trees....snow kissed naked trees. 

I love red Starbucks cups....because that's when you know it's really winter (ps. has anyone else noticed how coffee has transitioned from being a beverage to an accessory? I'm not cool because I don't really drink coffee)

I love work Christmas parties....especially if there is an open bar.

I love my brother and sister....who were both born in the winter. December to be exact. 5 days short of a year apart.

I love winter.....it's just soqw,,,,,,,,............................rrrrrrrrrrttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt<------Thank you Kinjo, for your input on my blog post.

Take Two.

I love winter....it's just so peaceful and sweet. I love how clean everything looks right after it snows. And I love the way everything just hides under a blanket while it's still chilly, only to come out new and refreshed in the spring. So that's why I love winter, my fourth favourite season. Sigh.

However I do not love driving, or freezing, or static-y hair. Also, Valentine's Day. I know I sound like a bitter single, but I've always thought it was stupid, even when I had a boyfriend to share it with. But look at how much stuff I do love!! There's no way I can't look on the bright side for the 10 month winter that's just settling in now :)

#Less than 24 hours

I am so close to freedom I can almost taste it.

It tastes like candy canes, and cookies, and tobogganing, and tea, and sweatpants, and booze, and best friends, and cuddles, and baking, and colouring, and Christmas, and cleaning, and singing, and tattoos, and BC, and family, and movies, and skating, and wine, and volunteering, and praying, and more tea, and ice cream, and parties, and shopping, and turkey, and Jesus, and lazy days, and snow angels, and ice caves, and leisure reading, and documentaries, and unicorns, and New Years, and sleepovers, and fuzzy socks, and dates, and peanut butter, and music, and movie marathons, and egg nog.

And best of all it does NOT taste like homework, or stress, or papers, or nursing models, or oatmeal.

I hate oatmeal.

#Classic Friday

Twice in one day I had 2 separate friends steal my phone.

One of them changed my settings so that when I type "lol" it corrects to "i am in love with UNICORNS"

The other one changed my settings so that when I type "hey" it corrects to "i love the penis" and when I type "what" it corrects to "THIS PHONE IS POSSESSED"

These friends do not know each other.

I don't even think these friends have met before.

But they BOTH did the same thing to my phone ON THE SAME DAY!

I've decided to leave it the way it is.

So one day you might get a text that says "i love the penis, THIS PHONE IS POSSESSED's up?" followed by a "Ohhhh I forgot about that! I am in love with unicorns."

On a side note - Thursday should no longer be called "the new Friday" because it really is just an excuse to make bad decisions 3 days a week.

On another side note - I haven't showered today so I smell like bar and booze and shame. And I'm going to work.

On a third side note - my phone plays the mighty morphin power rangers communicator sound when I get a text message. And every time I almost pick it up and say "Zordon! Alpha! What's going on!?"

Last side note - less than 2 weeks unit Ray Charles is here! Yay for Ray!!!!!