I read a lot of blogs. Like, a LOT of blogs. I've got a good 20 on my roster and I try and read each article the day it's posted. And sometimes a blog will lead me to another blog and I spend a day or two catching up on the last 6 months of their stuff, and so on and so forth. I love to read, I'm fairly quick at it, so it's something that doesn't take up a lot of my time and I enjoy it. But there is one thing that annoys me.
Out of all these beautiful blogs, there is only one that is even remotely close to where I am geographically. All these other blogs are based in California or Texas or Alabama or New York. Big places that are totally different from what I experience everyday. I don't have a guide for experiencing my area. And I feel like this is something that people need to be aware of. Manitoba is considered back-country, basically boring. We're not cosmopolitan like Toronto, Ontario or terrifyingly unique like Vancouver, B.C...But it's not! I mean, it can be, but boring is a state of mind, rather than a social death sentence.
Being on Mat Leave until next February means I have quite a bit of time to spend with Little C. I'd like to show myself and the world that there are fun things to do and pretty things to look at here in Manitoba. This will most likely be a slow and arduous journey for those who are way more technologically advanced than me, but be patient, because I'm going to learn the ropes!
I think this will help create momentum for myself to become the person I want to be, so I'm thinking this will be an educational journey as well as a personal one!
Showing posts with label Glamour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glamour. Show all posts
Friday, June 6, 2014
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Thoughts on Glamour
About a week after I gave birth to Little C I developed a blood clot in my thigh. It's a risk of pregnancy and was brought on by the trauma of delivery. I was more prone to the risk because I have one copy of factor V, which is a blood clotting disorder. I had gotten phlebitis about 7 years ago when a friend of mine died and a bunch of us drove out to Alberta for the funeral.
(I live in the MB part, basically where the blue dot is)
Being stuck in the back of a truck for 19 hours there and 19 hours back brought it on. With the drama of that experience, I learned what to look for in case it ever happened again.
Ta-daaa.
Ok, so when I saw the red circle and felt the sore leg, I called the Dr's office immediately and was brought in same day to get an ultrasound done. It was a bit of a runaround, 20 minutes there, an hour and a half here, an hour back, but the long story short is the clot was 1 cm away from being a DVT and I was put on warfarin pills and fragmin shots. It was very dramatic at the time but things have settled down now. I go to the hospital and get my blood INR tested monthly to make sure my blood is therapeutic (ie. not too thin and not too thick).
Today I hadn't showered, I wore pants that hadn't been washed in quite some time, a shirt that 'fit' (although it feels too short) and a teal sweater. I only have one pair of black flats that feel comfy so I wore those (carrying a baby around is hard work). My hair was down except for the front part being pinned back. I felt frumpy but I was in a hurry.
After my blood was taken, I walked down to the nurses station to say hi to my mom (she's a nurse there), and one of the nurses complimented me on my outfit. Something 'are going somewhere fancy? You're all dressed up' came out of her mouth. I kinda didn't know what to say, so what came out of my mouth is "umm, these pants fit. And this shirt is clean. I don't know why I'm wearing a sweater, it's hot outside har har har...but thanks for the compliment!".
So I guess it just goes to show that glamour is in the eye of the beholder. She thought I was dressed up fancy and I thought I was dressed 'ok'. I made a conscious effort to wear makeup (which I will try to do more often) and that's just a confidence booster.
Glamour in Manitoba is almost laughable. Canada is such a multicultural world that it has no place for a one size fits all, pigeonhole 'glamorous' model. Manitoba, especially, seems like a big fashion drought. We're not Parisian, we're not beach babes, we're not boho-chic, we're not exotic. But... somehow we take a smidgen of this and a dash of that and accept everyone's style with a grain of salt. I imagine most of our style is 'American' but even that's not entirely true. Canada, especially the Prairies, should, and does, have it's own unique brand of style and I hope I can find it.
Being stuck in the back of a truck for 19 hours there and 19 hours back brought it on. With the drama of that experience, I learned what to look for in case it ever happened again.
Ta-daaa.
Ok, so when I saw the red circle and felt the sore leg, I called the Dr's office immediately and was brought in same day to get an ultrasound done. It was a bit of a runaround, 20 minutes there, an hour and a half here, an hour back, but the long story short is the clot was 1 cm away from being a DVT and I was put on warfarin pills and fragmin shots. It was very dramatic at the time but things have settled down now. I go to the hospital and get my blood INR tested monthly to make sure my blood is therapeutic (ie. not too thin and not too thick).
Today I hadn't showered, I wore pants that hadn't been washed in quite some time, a shirt that 'fit' (although it feels too short) and a teal sweater. I only have one pair of black flats that feel comfy so I wore those (carrying a baby around is hard work). My hair was down except for the front part being pinned back. I felt frumpy but I was in a hurry.
After my blood was taken, I walked down to the nurses station to say hi to my mom (she's a nurse there), and one of the nurses complimented me on my outfit. Something 'are going somewhere fancy? You're all dressed up' came out of her mouth. I kinda didn't know what to say, so what came out of my mouth is "umm, these pants fit. And this shirt is clean. I don't know why I'm wearing a sweater, it's hot outside har har har...but thanks for the compliment!".
So I guess it just goes to show that glamour is in the eye of the beholder. She thought I was dressed up fancy and I thought I was dressed 'ok'. I made a conscious effort to wear makeup (which I will try to do more often) and that's just a confidence booster.
Glamour in Manitoba is almost laughable. Canada is such a multicultural world that it has no place for a one size fits all, pigeonhole 'glamorous' model. Manitoba, especially, seems like a big fashion drought. We're not Parisian, we're not beach babes, we're not boho-chic, we're not exotic. But... somehow we take a smidgen of this and a dash of that and accept everyone's style with a grain of salt. I imagine most of our style is 'American' but even that's not entirely true. Canada, especially the Prairies, should, and does, have it's own unique brand of style and I hope I can find it.
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Wedding Memories
So Big C and I were featured in a wedding magazine! How GLAMOROUS... (see previous post). I would suggest to anyone to check out Wedding Bells, there are some pretty unique and beautiful weddings to gather inspiration from!
Go here if you want to see more pictures of our wedding by the amazing memories by me photography!
Go here if you want to see more pictures of our wedding by the amazing memories by me photography!
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