I feel Good!!!!

When the leaves start to fall I start feeling like its time to hibernate.  While the sounds of chilling out on the couch wrapped in a warm blanket eating a big bowl of chili sound pretty amazing, after a week of that I’m bored!  So I took matters into my own hands.  I once again joined the gym.  My body is thanking me and my mood is always better after I have hit the gym.

Getting me to the gym on the other hand isn’t always easy.  Just like most of us I worry about how I look in my gym clothes, I think about how tired I am, and the laundry that needs to be folded and dinner that won’t make itself.  Even when I’m on a cardio machine I think to myself….this is so freaking boring I would much rather be wakeboarding.  That’s it, my motivation.  I want to be a better wakeboarder.  I have a goal!  To reach that goal I have to get active.  Now I have said this in the past and haven’t stuck with it.  This time could be no different but what the hell do I have to lose?  Oh yeah that 2nd chin I started growing….that’s what I have to loose!!

Wakeboarding is where I found inspiration to get started, however I am now realizing how I feel after my workout.  My energy is way up, my anxiety is way down, and I eat much healthier on the days that I go to the gym.  My inspiration has totally changed but still includes wakeboarding….I just want to be a happier and healthier person.  Will I fuck up along the way…no doubt!  I ate a bowl of chips in bed at 10pm last night but I felt bad while doing it!  Its all adjusting, so clearly I’m still working out the kinks!

Photography is also another motivator.  I want and need more energy to do all the things that I love to do with the people I love.  In some ways I feel like I am breathing new air.  I’ve lined up more photography jobs in the past month than I have in the past 6 months.  I had a logo made and I’m starting to work on a new website for my photography.  My heart feels happier, taking steps to feel better and to put more effort into the things I absolutely love to do.  That being said feel free to visit my Facebook Page and check out my photography…..can’t wait till the new site is up and running!  Book a session, say cheese and capture some memories!!!

Hope everyone has a great weekend!


Toast and Honeygym


18 years in the making.  Knowing that this day would come didn’t help.  All of Taya’s laundry was done, printer was bought, computer formatted, all of her boxes were packed and her goodbyes were hugged out.  The only thing left to do was drop her off to Guelph University.

The night before we brought her to school I couldn’t sleep.  My brain wouldn’t shut off.  I kept thinking, what if I forgot something, will she have enough money?, how our house just wont be the same without her in it and another million other what if’s!  Fortunately for me Matt was on the same page.  It was a really hot night and after fighting to fall asleep and still being wide awake, Matt and I rolled outta bed.  We ran down the stairs and out the front door.  Barefoot and in our ginch.  Matt chased me around the yard with the hose.  3am in the morning in our lil town of Port Colborne we knew we had the street to ourselves!  We laughed and danced in the cold water, knowing that 18 years ago a 19 year old and 22 year old did SOMETHING right.  Our baby girl was heading to university.  The cold water ran over our skin waking us up to the fact that our family is starting a new chapter in our epic story.

Taking Taya to her dorm was one of the proudest moments of my life.  She is ready for this!  The first text I got from her after we left her at school was only three words….”This is awesome!”

After we dropped Taya off we headed to Sarnia, Tristan was in a Wakeboard comp.  Although we didn’t get to see his run we heard from everyone how he killed it taking a risk and stomping out a new trick.  He finished his season in 1st place in the Boarder Pass Triple Crown.

For a couple of nut sacks dancing in the rain we sure do have a pair of awesome kids!



Moving Into Rez

What The Hell is That……..

It wasn’t me who found that lil nasty thing.  Taya found it while sitting beside me on the couch last winter.  I totally didn’t believe her.  Thought she was full of poop, just giving me a hard time.  To be completely honest until today I’m not sure that I really admitted what Taya had seen was for real.  Until today while I was sitting in the car and looked in my review mirror and there it was, only now it had a few buddies!  Can you guess what was staring me right in the face.  Freaking grey hair!!!!

What the hell is with that!  Grey freaking hair.  I’m still young…..only 37!  My mom is in her 60’s and doesn’t have one grey hair on her head.  I have at least 3 that I could count.  No longer can I tell myself that they are just really blond strands of hair.  They are grey!  Grey is such an unhappy colour.  Why couldn’t my hair go red or even white… but grey!  Like grey clouds that no one likes to see!  Yuck!  Those lil buggers can’t be hidden by dye, well maybe temporarily but the are relentless and just creep right back out.  Grey hair tells the world hey look at my I’m getting freaking old.  Trying to die grey hair says I’m not ready to get old just yet.  I’ve decided that getting old is totally inevitable.  So I’m gonna try to embrace my inner granny and not dye my hair.  Really I just fear that adding more chemicals to my hair might give the greys the power they need to take over my entire head.  I’m not having that!!!!


So Taya my daughter is off to university and I’m turning grey.
I laugh as I write this thinking how fun it will be to turn grey while my hubby goes bald, while Tristan grows muscles, and I hope that I am still willing to try new things when I have a full head of grey hair.  Maybe grey hair is strictly for those who have lived a great life doing exciting things and over coming fears.  Maybe those of us who take chances and risks have just scared the colour right out of hair!!!

If thats the case then bring on the grey!



Aging with my peeps!

Aging with my peeps!




Our Life is about to change

Summer couldn’t have come any sooner for this girl.  I’m a water through and through and not much can keep me out of the water.  Thankfully I have a husband that doesn’t mind sand all over the car, on the bottom of bags, clinging to towels, in the bathtub, and sometimes even in our bed.

As much as I love summer and everything that comes with it…..fresh fruit and veggies, longer days, living in bathing suits, bonfires, camping, bbq’s, wakeboarding, and feeling the fresh air on your skin, this summer has been a count down of sorts.  Taya our beautiful and very smart daughter will be heading off to Guelph University.  Every week that goes by I can’t help but think how many more weeks we have left until she moves into her dorm.  Its always there in the back of my mind.  In some ways I wish the day would just come.  This count down thing is like taking a band aide off slowly.  On the other hand I wonder where the hell the time went.  The days where my Taya bean needed me to read her a story before bed, to walk her down the street to school, to hold her hand, to teach her not to talk to strangers, the endless cuddles, the face masks, the ice cream after a break up, the rides to the movies,  to her driving to the movies with her friends in the back seat, to picking out a prom dress, buying her a grad present.  It all goes by in a blink.  I wonder if I told that I loved her enough.  Did I teach her to lead and not follow?  Does she truly know that her dad and I only want her to be happy?  Cause time seems likes its running out.  Well if she starts her university career off by picking up her towel off of the bath room floor she will be off to a good start….hahaha!

With Taya on the her way to university and Matt turning 40 just a few days ago I began to think about how much all of our lives are about to change.  Tristan wont have his sister around to bug and blame things on.  I’ll have one less mouth to feed and a few less towels to pick up.  Tristan will be in grade 8 and is starting to push away and gravitates towards his friends, leaving me with too much time on my hands!  Thank god for those adult colouring books.  Our large house seems to be getting bigger and bigger.  I don’t like that and either does my Matt.

So Matt and I have this dream.  Having kids so young will give us the privilege  of be young empty nesters.  We gave up our youth and have dedicated our lives to being parents for the past 18 years.  Which have been awesome and of course it goes without saying that the kids are our earth and we are the sun and moon rotating around them and will continue to do so for the rest of our lives.  However we are thinking that it might be ok to be a lil selfish for a few years.  The dream will start in about 5-6 years…..which will fly by.  We will sell our house and just about everything we own to live in our Boler trailer for as long as possible….well until the money runs out.  Since Matt knows just how much I love the water he thought we should just follow the water/coast and see where it takes us.  Not much of a plan but thats what makes it so incredible.  We just sold our boat and our VW and bought a 1970’s Boler that we are restoring.  So we are starting to make steps, little one but steps none the less.

I’m actually excited to be growing old.  I’m 37  and married to an amazing 40 year old man who loves me.  Who wouldn’t want to grow old when you have someone to grow old with!


Our Lil Nest Egg

Our Lil Nest Egg