September, in a nutshell.

September was a busy month in my corner of the world. Busy for all of the right reasons, but ended up creating the perfect storm for a lack of updating (that, and my laptop is in its death throes, with a new one being a couple of months away from being attainable, at the very least).

Within the first week, Brad and I celebrated our one year anniversary, and the following day I turned 29. Our anniversary dinner was a slightly fancy affair – we got dressed up and went out for dinner at one of our favourite places, North 48, where I indulged in steak frites, and Brad had their chicken and waffles, and between the two f us we had a few drinks. For my birthday, all I wanted was a burger, so we burg we did at a place a couple of blocks away from our home, Bin 4. Brad gifted me a new mug from Davids Tea, as well as their fall collection. I really don’t want for much, so the fact that he got me such a thoughtful gift was wonderful. I really appreciated it. Oh, and I saw a corgi while we were eating. Pretty much the best birthday I could ask for. Celebration with my friends was a quiet one that following Saturday – a lot of people were away, but a few friends managed to make it for a couple of beers, which was honestly, exactly what I wanted.

oct10-04If you’re ever in Victoria, please do yourself a favour and go to North 48!

oct10-05I’ve been working my way through Davids Tea fall collection with gusto (using my new mug, of course). There hasn’t been an undelicious tea in the bunch yet!

oct10-03Birthday burgin’!

The following week, Victoria was in the heart of its annual Rifflandia Festival – three days and three nights of pure, unadulterated, music bliss! Since I first arrived in Victoria, I was told that this weekend would be right up my alley, and it certainly was! I got to see two of my favourite bands, We Are Scientists, and Death Cab for Cutie, both performances that scored a new fan in Brad as well. Death Cab’s set was particularly wonderfully – on top of being Chris Walla’s last live show with the band, it was interspersed with so many special moments. A shooting star soaring over the stage halfway through the set, the entire audience singing along in the most melodic tones to “I Will Follow You Into The Dark,” during which I got particularly choked up. There was something really special about thousands of people singing along, one in particular who had his arms wrapped around me and was singing in my ear.

oct10-02Take me back!

oct10-scientistsWe Are Scientists – one of my favourite bands, and easily one of the acts that I was most excited to see!

oct10-airbourneAussie band, Airbourne (or AC/DC II). They put on a wickedly fun show!

oct10-ryderSerena Ryder, who absolutely blew me away!

We also got to see a couple of Brad’s favourites, Dum Dum Girls, and Zeus. But we also walked away having fallen in love with so many bands and artists we hadn’t heard before! Head of the Herd, Serena Ryder, Kalle Mattson, Half Moon Run, Rueben and the Dark, Born Ruffians, The Airborne Toxic Event, and so many more! The entire weekend was just absolutely fantastic, if not a little hellish on my body. We’re already counting down to next year’s festival.

oct10-hothwclHead of the Herd.

oct10-kalleKalle Mattson, who made me cry. In public. Before noon. I adore his music . You should check him out!

oct10-hothHead of the Herd again, but this time on the big stage! They were fantastic both unplugged and plugged!

oct10-ateThe Airborne Toxic Event.

oct10-ddgDum Dum Girls, one of Brad’s favourites!

oct10-npThe New Pornographers, who were really good, but not as great live as I was hoping. Still psyched that I got to see them!

oct10-06I forgot how to operate my phone to take photos, hence my face. Also … beer.

oct10-dcfcDEATH CAB FOR CUTIE! ♥

oct10-hmrHalf Moon Run were the perfect cap on the weekend for us. That, and Taco Justice League tacos. YUM!

With the months getting colder, it means that one of my favourite things ever is back – hockey. There is a WHL team in Victoria, and even though I’d arrived in the city with plenty of time to go see them play earlier in the year, for some reason we didn’t make it to a game. However, it was very important to me that we go to their home opener. There is no way that the Victoria Royals will ever replace the Halifax Mooseheads in my heart, but I can be a fan while I’m here. Coming from Halifax thought, I was surprised to see so many empty seats in the arena. Maybe the Royals aren’t a great team? Maybe they don’t have the legion of crazed fans that the Mooseheads have? Regardless, I was happy to see some live hockey, and get my beer drinking on … even if they got beat 9 – 2 by the Kamloops Blazers. It was still a good night out, and I look forward to more!

oct10-01The Victoria Royals (in blue), before they were eviscerated by the Kamloops Blazers.

October is already shaping up to be rather exciting – we’ve found ourselves a local trivia place, I’ve joined a writing group, and there’s exciting things going on in Brad’s world too. Thanksgiving is this weekend, and while we won’t be having a big dinner, I’m looking forward to a special dinner, just the two of us, all the same. Plus, a friend of ours is anxious to do something fun this weekend, so hopefully we can manage that despite the not-so-great forecast (rain all weekend – boo). Brad’s birthday is next Friday, so we’ve got some plans for that (which include going to see Fury), and Halloween is right around the corner!

The months are just flying by out here, which sometimes I still can’t wrap my head around. I wish things would go a bit more slowly. There doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day. But I’m also excited for December to get here. I’m so looking forward to going to Halifax and seeing my friends and family. ♥

Currently // Three


It’s been a long time since I posted an entry such as this one. But I suppose there’s no better time like the present to hop back onto that “currently” horse!

READING a lot of books that I really haven’t cared for. Which is a major bummer, considering how much I love to read. There haven’t been much in the way of books that I’ve read this year that have really grabbed a hold of me, which has in turn made me less excited to read. Every time I pick up a new book, I’m hoping that this is it, this is the one that will get me hooked and excited because YEAH! LITERATURE! But no dice. Right now, I’m reading “The House at the End of Hope Street” by Menna van Praag, and it’s good, but not what I want to be reading right now. Does anyone else ever encounter that? Having all these great books, but they’re not really want you feel like reading?

WATCHING season two of Graceland. I don’t watch a whole lot of television, though on weeknights when we’re in, Brad and I will often catch some re-runs of The Simpsons and Seinfeld while we do our respective dorking out on our laptops. We don’t get the channel that airs Graceland, so I usually end up watching it a day or two later after, um, “acquiring” it. I must say, thus far I am really enjoying the direction that this season is going in! Last season, by comparison, was very bright, and sunshiny. It still dealt with some dark themes, but I feel like this season has upped the conflict and the character development by many notches. The fact that we’re getting to know more about characters that aren’t Mike Warren and Paul Briggs is a breath of fresh air. Last season I was lukewarm on Paige Arkin, but this season I feel like she’s becoming a more fleshed out and well thought out character. It’s an enjoyable summer procedural drama, and I hope it’s back next year!

FEELING motivated. I’ve put on a couple of pounds since arriving in Victoria earlier this year – we’ll chalk it up to all the delicious foods this city has to offer, and the fact that I live with someone who enjoys cooking and preparing meals. We both decided it was time to take action and start taking better care of ourselves. We’ve been working out in the evenings (crunches and squats for me right now), and making a valiant effort to eat better, subbing in healthier alternatives for not so healthy meals and snacks. I haven’t seen a lot in the way of progress physically yet, but I’m feeling a lot better than I did even this time last month, and that’s a great start as far as I’m concerned!

LOOKING FORWARD TO autumn! It’s almost here, I can feel it! This will be my first autumn in Victoria, and considering how green and lush it is, I’m really looking forward to experience the season on an entirely different level. Halifax doesn’t really get a typical autumn; it stays warm well into October, and then suddenly everything is simply dead and cold. Hmm. Not optimal. And of course, autumn brings many special days and occasions! Halloween and Thanksgiving are the obvious, but also mine and Brad’s birthdays, and our one year anniversary. We were still in the beginning stages of coupledom when our birthdays rolled around after meeting one another, so we haven’t celebrated them together yet. Getting to enjoy those celebrations together will be truly awesome!

Momo’s Adventure.

For a few hours last night, Brad and I owned a cat. We’re both allergic, so this was less than optimal, but how could one ever say no to a face like this?


We were returning home from the movies, when I saw this beauty perched on a stone wall right at the intersection. Like any animal lover, I decided to make friends while we waited for the lights to change. I scratched behind her ears, and she purred, before leaping down and wrapping himself around my legs, then wandering over to Brad and doing the same. After the light changed colour, we made our way across the street, and I was surprised that the kitty followed us, meowing.

Needing to cut through the parking lot of a school to get home, we decided to stay with the kitty a little while longer, petting her, playing with her, and watching as she rolled in the dirt. Once it seemed like she had her fill of us, we continued on our way to cross the next street, only to look back and see her trotting to catch up with us.

We were growing more concerned, as she had to cross yet another street. Why was she so keen to follow us? Was she super friendly or was she lost? I wrestled with the idea of taking her home. She had a colour, so I knew she had a place to call home, but hadn’t seen anything on it identifying where that home was. There was a dog up the street, and she froze, laying down on the sidewalk. I felt bad, clearly she was scared. After we watched her to make sure she was okay, I talked Brad into picking her up. We began weighing the pros and cons of what to do. She had the collar, so we knew that she belonged to someone. Was this normal behaviour for her? Was she a cat that was often let outside for periods of time, or was she lost, and finding some people who were kind to her, wanted our help? It’s moments like these where I wish that animals could talk!

After a bit of back and forth, we came to the agreement that what if it was our cat? What would we want someone to do in a similar situation? Well, we’d want them to take her home and then try and find us so that we could be reunited. We’d want them to take her to the vet to get checked out, we’d want them to call the SPCA, we’d want them to post pictures in the area where they’d found her. So, we made the decision to take her home for the night. I would put up posters in the morning, and Brad would make some phone calls.

Needing to cross a few more streets to get to our neighbourhood, Brad carried her, because I kept voicing my concerns that I wouldn’t want her to get hurt or lost at this point. How awful if we took her even further from home only to lose her! When we got onto our street, we set her down (as she was fussing more and more), only to encounter our next obstacle – a young male deer.

Our cat friend retreated into the shadows, but we could still see her. The deer got closer and closer, nibbling on some leaves on a tree fairly close to the cat. The deer was about three feet away from me – at this point I thought it was going to come and say hi, and that we would have another animal friend to worry about. But instead, the deer saw the cat and freaked out, running off across the street. Well, that sure was a thing!

Brad and I were having a bit of a moral crisis – what should we do? It was clear our cat friend was scared. Doing the right thing is hard, especially when the creature you want to do the right thing for, can’t tell you what they’re thinking. We decided that maybe bringing her home wasn’t a good idea. What if we took her back to her neighbourhood? Yeah, she’d be fine and find her way home! So Brad picked her up once more, and we headed back toward where we found her. We set her down in the parking lot of the school just across the street from where we’d first encountered her, and while she looked at us longingly a couple of times, she seemed fine! She even began chasing something in the field and trying to get into the garbage.

It wasn’t until we were almost back at the end of the parking lot that we could hear insistent meowing. She sounded distressed, upset. I turned around, and sure enough, she was sitting in the parking lot, looking at our retreating backs and meowing her little heart out. As soon as I looked at her she began bounding up to us – I’ve never seen a cat run toward people like that before. Looks like she’d made the decision for us – she was coming home with us. We would’ve left her there, if not for the distressed sounding meows. Even though we can’t speak the same language, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out when an animal needs help. I tried to get her to go into my purse, but she wasn’t having any of it. Brad picked her up yet again, and we set off for home.


When we got to our apartment, she seemed quite content. Curious, of course. She explored our kitchen and living room, and followed me into the bedroom when I went to change, and then into the bathroom where I was taking off my makeup. Anything she could climb, she did – our couch, our stairs, and my leg. I gave her a dish of water, and we fashioned a litter box for her out of a cereal box and a plastic bag. She was making herself quite at home, scratching at our furniture and rolling around on the floor. For being somewhere so totally strange, she seemed to be in good spirits, and quite playful! She was very affectionate, clearly this was an animal who was loved and had a lot of love to give.

As I sat on the floor with her, playing and discussing with Brad what we were going to do in the morning, I felt something on her collar. I couldn’t quite see it under her mass of fur, so I unclipped it. Marked on a bit of masking tape, were the answers to so many questions! First and foremost, our lady cat friend was actually a gentleman cat friend, named Momo! Secondly, we now knew where he lived – a couple of houses up from where we first found him. Little bugger! Why did you follow us so far from home in the first place?


It was late now, a little after eleven o’clock at night. Brad and I discussed what we should do. Should we keep Momo for the night, and bring him home in the morning, or should we take him home now? We felt bad, knowing where he now lived, and that we’d basically abducted him. I have no doubt in my mind that we had done the right thing, considering how distressed he’d sounded at various points in the night, but I was still feeling a twinge of guilt at having him so far from home, when he’d been so close to start.

We decided that since we knew where he lived, we would take him home. At this point, Momo had resigned himself to the fact that he was going to be picked up, and though he made little noises the entire walk back to his home, he didn’t fuss too much. It was kind of adorable. “Oh, you’re picking me up again? SIGH. Fine!”


Finding his home, we set him down on the stairs to it, and he seemed to know where he was, casting a look at us once he was back on solid ground. A thank you? Or a “Why the hell did you take me so far!?” I like to think it was the former. Happy that our cat friend was home, we went back to ours, looking very much forward to falling asleep. I kept looking back to make sure that he wasn’t following us anymore, and he wasn’t, which was a relief – we just wanted him to be safe and sound at his home, where his people were.

Brad and I are both animal lovers, so we were happy to have the time with Momo (even if he made me sniffly, and caused Brad to break out in hives). There are few things that make me happier than being in the presence of animals. We hope that Momo enjoyed his little adventure with us, and that we might cross paths again someday!

Well … I hope that. Not sure if Brad does. ;)