“Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.” -Tennessee Williams

I am incredibly lucky. I have had the same amazing best friend since I was in grade 8. I spent the afternoon with her today and I realized that the very best part of our friendship is that she makes me feel that I am the best possible version of myself. I don't have to pretend to be cooler than I am, or smarter than I am or funnier than I am...when I am with her I am the perfect amount of cool, smart, funny etc. I hope that I make her feel the same way.

In my life, this level of comfort and security has been something that I have found difficult to achieve with people outside of my family. My immediate family know pretty much ever facet of who I am and, they too, make me feel as if I am a perfect version of myself.

Someday I hope to find this quality in a mate...a man who makes me feel as if I am the perfect version of me. Who doesn't want to change where I came from, how I look, what I value or the things and people that I love. I do believe that the person you are with should challenge you to try new things and consider new ideas...but I don't want to feel as if I am a square peg trying to fit into a round hole just so I don't have to be alone.

And so...I continue to wait...

"Other things may change us, but we start and end with family."

I'm famous!


http://www.contrariwise.org/2010/02/15/we-start-and-end-with-family/

"somehow it didn't seem like war at all, at all, at all..."

Eric Peterson as Billy Bishop

I am of the opinion that all theatre should tell a story, especially Canadian theatre. Having had the privilege of working and living with people from all over this great country I know that Canadians are, above all, story tellers. (Specifically Canadians from the East Coast-they have truly been given the gift of gab, even if sometimes you can't understand them). We regale friends and family with tales of drinking, hardships and adventures, big and small.

It is clear that the Canadian play "Billy Bishop Goes to War" follows in this grand tradition of story telling. The play, written in the 1970's by John Gray and Eric Peterson, has been remounted all over Canada both by Gray and Peterson and by theatre companies across Canada. A re-telling of Bishop's heroic exploits during WWI left me both moved and ashamed that I did not already know the story of this great Canadian.

Afterwards I had the honour of meeting Eric Peterson. A touchstone of Canadian theatre and a story teller through and through. He spoke candidly with my Grandfather (who had his "wings" pinned on by the real Billy Bishop before WWII) and received my compliments graciously (as I held back tears, because I have a soft spot for old men). It was an experience that was both uniquely Canadian and deeply moving and one I will not soon forget.

If you get the chance, I highly recommend seeing "Billy Bishop Goes to War" with Eric Peterson and John Gray.

Who's excited to go to Edmonton???

My new ink!

“'Tis healthy to be sick sometimes.”

What is it about being sick that makes you want your mother so badly?

I didn't have a 'stay-at-home' mom when I was a kid (don't worry about me, I'm fine with it) and yet I still long for my Momma when I have the sniffles?

Weird.

Especially because my only memory of staying home from school when I was sick is of sitting in bed with my Dad and 'testing out' the bell they gave me to use if I needed anything...a power which I'm pretty sure I abused.

I don't remember being given chicken soup or force fed O.J. and yet that is what you automatically do when you're sick.

Is it all power of suggestion by the power of media and pop culture? I mean, I'm sure these things are good for you but how much can they actually do for you when you're already sick?

Meh. I hate being sick.