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two.hundred.ninety.six.

tomorrow night i'm seeing cary brothers.

live.

that's all i can think about right now.

so i want all of you go to go and listen to him.

just out of admiration of my complete and total obsession.

and keep your fingers crossed for me.

i could handle another apple cider vinegar moment.

yes, i really could.

so fingers crossed, people. fingers crossed.

two.hundred.ninety.seven.

i'm back on the band wagon.

or the blogging horse.

whichever you'd prefer.

not that i have anything super exciting to talk about these days, but it does feel good to be back in the kind of schedule that has time for me to send out something into this void that people call the interweb.

or wait, is it just me who calls it that?!

either way, i've become very fond of this little place that lets me write until i feel better.

so thank you all for being a part of it.

today was a big day by toronto standards.

but i, like penny, can't wait to just close my eyes and sleep away the extra hour i'll get because of the fall back time change.

so until tomorrow friends.

go listen to some cary brothers. it will make you feel better than you have all day.

this i promise.

two.hundred.ninety.eight.

this year has been a year of loss for me.

and today, for some reason, i've really felt it.

maybe it's because i can't get enough of the new stephan moccio cd. you know how it is, instrument music makes you contemplate things that you usually don't think about. i think that's because you don't have lyrics to distract you. which makes the music easier to feel.

who knows. but whatever it is i can't seem to shake this feeling of everything that i've had disappear this year. and it's a bit of a haunting feeling.

so tonight i'm just going to crawl into bed and hope that yoga fixes everything in the morning.

i'm going to wake up and challenge myself to not think about the things that have gone or have changed, but instead i'm going to think about the things that are to come.

the good things.

like kalya's wedding.

like andrea getting pregnant.

and like me finishing another thirty day challenge.

those are the things i'll think about tomorrow. especially if it's raining.

and for the next two hundred and ninety eight days i'll try to do the same.

because, you see, a friend today asked me what my ten year goal was.

and i answered quickly.

my answer was "i want to be happy."

i know. it sounds cheesy. and something only a hippie would say.

but it's the truth.

so i'm going to start tomorrow.

with thoughts of weddings and babies and yoga.

those seem like good places to start. right?

yeah, i thought so.

three.hundred.and.three.

today was the perfect sunday.

which is impressive as it was also hallowe'en and i'm sure most of you know how i feel about this holiday.

if you could even call it that.

but, despite the actual date, it was a perfect sunday.

a morning walk at high park with penny (which she would like me to add was perfect except for the mound of burrs she got stuck to her face and paws and the crazy huge mastiff who basically ran her over).

an afternoon of baking (i'm old, i know).

a visit from a really handsome friend.

and dinner + the amazing race with kell.

(completely random sidebar - i want claire and brooke to win. they are SO amazingly positive. it's a refreshing change for the amazing race. however, if i had to pick a second option, i'd pick kevin and his dad. mostly because when kevin when in love with an old russian woman tonight i couldn't stop smiling!)

when i think about it, how often do we get to have amazing days like these?

you know, ones that aren't planned out minute by minute.

i can't think of the last time that i just played everything by ear.

besides today.

and it felt amazing.

it also made me realize how important balance is, and not only because i read this amazing article in the globe and mail.

so i think tomorrow, being monday and the start of a new month, we should all try to insert some balance into our lives.

maybe it's by doing my exercise (i'm starting a 30 day hot yoga challenge!).

maybe it's by not filling every single evening with dinners and drinks and movies.

or maybe it's taking at least an hour a day to do one thing that you want to do, even if no one else wants to do it with you.

i think we can do it if we start slowly.

you know, bit by bit.

yes, i have complete and total faith in us.

(i hope you do, too!)

three.hundred.and.four.

60 days after catching the bouquet, i am going to bed happy.

this is the best hallowe'en night i've ever had.

i think it's because i shared it with harper blynn and greg laswell.

take some time today to do the same.

trust me, you'll be saying the same thing about your actual hallowe'en day when you're done.

let's all be happy on old hallows eve (right sarab?).

also, if you're looking for a laugh, follow this on twitter:

sarabisms.

enjoy!

three.hundred.and.five.

i am stuck in one of those blogging ruts.

you know the kind.

the kind when you can't think of anything you think that a reader would find even slightly interesting.

i had a teacher at humber who would tell us to get up and walk it off.

funny, as that doesn't really work in the real world.

and right now, the last thing i want to do is get up and walk around as the duvet that's got me all tucked in is far too comfortable.

with that in mind, i think i'm just going to stop fighting the need to find something great to talk about and realize that there are times when really, we have nothing to say.

when the best thing for us to do is celebrate being quiet. and enjoying the comfort that can come with that.

but before i send you off to practice that on your own, i want to tell you about the best thing that happened today.

i stumbled upon this. my most favourite yogourt.

i can't wait to have some for breakfast tomorrow.

you see, sometimes that is all you need.

an amazing reason to get up. and some time to appreciate being still.

i'm happy to say that i have both.