you know what’s bullshit?

20 May

Taxes on feminine hygiene products.

Was listening to CBC radio (as usual) and they mentioned that an item being taxed implies that it is a luxury item.

so to the middle aged white men who run this country – eff you.

As Steven Tyler once said:

“If men bled, tampons would be free.”

(yes, Steven Tyler of Aerosmith said that. awesome)

This is a feminist issue my friends and complete and utter bullshit!

rant over.

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meet my mom

9 May

I’m a day late, but yesterday was spent working, and then spoiling my mom with dinner, a movie, and a pedicure.

I’ll just cut to the chase here. My mom is awesome.

Not only is she super good looking and smart, she’s super fun!
I can party with my mom anywhere, anytime.


Yup. That’s my mom pole dancing at her friend’s bachlorette.

Aside from being awesome in general, she’s pretty much the best when it comes to mothering us as well. She never ever judges us no matter what. She is always there with wise advice, but supports us no matter what choices we make.

happy mothers day to the coolest mom on the planet.

    

Dun dun da dun… dun dun DA dun

29 Apr

Royal wedding day is here!!!

I’m watching it live on youtube (courtesy of the BBC).

I wasn’t old enough to remember Lady Diana and Prince Charles’ wedding – so I didn’t really know what to expect.  I knew the church ceremony would be long, and the bride would look beautiful, and of course, prince william would be handsome as ever.

the beautiful and ever-classy bride

I was not expecting the choir boys to wear frilly collars. I was not expecting the bride and groom to be so darn.. emotionless! Mind you, if I had a billion people watching me on my wedding day, I’m quite sure my nerves would have gotten the best of me. Plus, they are Royals. Now that I think on it, their masterful royal training probably helps them hold back from crying tears of joys as they say their “I Do’s” and making out in front of the whole world.

Not that I would mind, or anything. As you know, I ADORE weddings. Not just the details, but all the public display of affection and love. I know, so cheesy. But not really classy.

I’m going to stop – the amazing Choir is singing and I don’t want to miss anything! Will likely blog about this again later!

Congratulations Kate and William!

I made a mistake.

18 Apr

I haven’t blogged in a while and I’m so not sorry.

About a month ago my grand-maman Alice was hospitalized and she passed away last sunday. If you know me at all, you know I don’t handle stress particularly well and am easily overwhelmed – so if things are going well, I feel as though I have time for cleaning, and blogging, and making myself healthy lunches and hanging out with friends. When I feel stressed, I feel overwhelmed, and sorry to say blogosphere – you’re the last on my list of shit-I-need-to-do.

I would love to write a post about how cool my grand-maman was. I’ve been blessed to have been very close with both my grandmas and loved them both very much. I even got to live with them both during my life! My Grand-maman Alice is pretty much one of the most remarkable women I have ever known – and no, I’m not just saying that because she’s my grand-maman and I’m biased. She actually was an indisputably remarkably awesome woman who was WAY advanced for her time. However, I’m still a bit too upset and things are bit too raw for me to write a post without it coming out as stupendously sappy and so cheesy it’s almost not vegan. So I will hold off on that post for a while.

Maybe it’s the stress talking right now, but I will come out and just say this. I think I made a mistake. I don’t think I should have become a nurse.

I love nursing. The job itself rules. However, I hate nursing short-staffed. Which is always.

I am still struggling to comprehend how a job so awesome can quickly become the shittiest (sometimes literally) job on the planet. Most shifts I don’t get my breaks because I have to choose between providing good nursing care to my patients or taking my lunch. If I do get a break, I can only take half of it. I never get paid for working through my breaks, never get paid for having to stay late to chart on the 20 patients who were put into isolation in one single night (Fuck you Noro Virus!) – I can never find parking, I’m not even allowed to get FREE parking for my own job, and they call me at all hours offering me over-time shifts which I feel guilty turning down. And of course there are all the other nurses who keep it together, work overtime shifts three days per week and never complain. I wish I could be one of them, but I’m not. I need 8 hours of sleep, I need time to myself, and dammit, I need to eat my effing lunch.

I also feel like it’s chipping away at parts of my personality that I like. For one thing, I am WAY less empathetic. No nurse starts her career wanting to be the bitchy one. We all want to be the best nurse our patient has ever had. The one who very rarely fucks up, and takes the extra time to give hand massages with bed baths (would you believe I actually learned this in school !?). The reality is that you will never have enough staff to pull that off. Ever. I cut corners every day. I know it’s wrong, and I feel guilty about it all the time, but the truth is that if I don’t, I will never leave on time, I will never again know what having a break feels like, and I will lose my fucking mind. They told me in school it would be like this. For some reason, it doesn’t sink in until you live it. Sure, I thought I knew what it was about after 12 weeks of preceptorship. 12 weeks is nothing. I’ve been doing it now for 9 months non-stop and I just can’t do this anymore.

This year, I’ve been sicker than I ever have in my life. I have high blood pressure (stress related), my knees are always swollen (stress related, and proof of my lack of breaks and having to stand for 8 hours without end), I’m very fatigued (stress) and I’ve gained weight (stress). Enough is enough! I need to take care of ME first.

Unfortunately, I have no clue what else i would want to do with my life.

thoughts?

my kitchen is trashed

5 Mar

I would take a picture  – but I’ll spare you.

Britton is home. He spent all day in the kitchen cooking a veritable feast of delicious vegan food.

Seitan Piccata rocks my marriage (which happens to be celebrating its 9-month-anniversary today!)

I love when Britton cooks!!!

In other news? My health has taken a bit of a scary turn for the worst. I was rushed to emerge from work when I checked my BP on my break and it was 200/125.  I’m only 23,  I’m not obese, don’t smoke, and eat an 80% healthy diet.  They think it might be something to do with my kidneys, but I won’t know more until after my renal ultrasound. In the meantime I’ve been having dizzy spells, and taking Diovan which seems to be helping. I am very much enjoying Britton being at home with me for the next three weeks – I’m sure it will be my blood pressure loads! lol

NineMonthaversary Seitan Piccata a la Britton
Adapted from the Veganomicon

Serves about 4 if you don’t gobble it up like Britton and I.
Takes about 40 minutes to cook if you already have the Seitan made.

Ingredients
– a good sized chunk of Seitan. The recipe calls for one pound, but we use about 1.5-2 lbs.
– 1/3 cup whole wheat flour
– Oil (whatever kind you prefer, we’re loving sunflower oil these days!) to coat the bottom of your pan
– 3-5 shallots.
– 4-6 cloves of garlic
– 1/3 cup dry white wine (we use more, about 1/2 cup)
– 2 cups of veggie broth
1/4 tsp of salt (we skip this since my new BP situation)
freshly ground black pepper to taste
– dried thyme, about a pinch
– 1/4 cup capers with a bit of juice
– 1/2 cup pitted kalamata olives ( and some for eating while you cook!)
– juice of one lemon
– approx 3 tbsp freshly chopped parsley
– 4 cups green beans with ends chopped

Directions:
– Preheat a large skillet over medium-high heat
– cut the seitan into chunks
– coat the bottom of skillet with oil, let it get hot
– coat the setan pieces in the flour
– Add floured seitan pieces to the oil and cook until browned.
– place the seitan on a tray or plate for now
– don’t rinse out your skillet – you’ll use it for sauce later!
– steam your green beans in a big pot
– while they are steaming, sautee the shallots and garlic in your skillet for about 5 minutes (if there is enough oil left over, if not, add some more!)
– Add the white wine and bring the sauce to a rolling boil (turn up the heat!)
– Add the veggie broth, pepper, salt, and thyme. Bring to a boil again.
– Let the sauce reduce by half. should take about 10 minutes.
– Add the capers and olives to heat through, about 3 minutes.
Add the parsley and lemon to the sauce

Serve the seitan, green beans, and sauce, over mashed potatoes. DELISH!!!

the latest and not-so-greatest (warning: I totally talk about puke)

20 Feb

On Thursday night,  I was forced to live something I never wish to relive.

I was sick, and I was alone. Well, I had the cats.

Guys, maybe you don’t understand… I was vomiting – and I had to rinse out my own emesis basin! (read: barf bowl)

Westley then proceeded to take a nap in said emesis basin (Don’t judge! It was rinsed!)

I am a terrible cat owner.

I gave him a bath when I felt better the next day – but I didn’t have the energy to fight with him over the stainless steel bowl that found itself in my bed.So sue me. Emesis just doesn’t bug me very much! (good thing, since I deal with it on the regular!)

BTW, stainless steel bowls make the BEST basins. They are nice and cold, just like the porcelain throne, but they smell much better. You can get sick  from the comfort of your own bed!!! (while three cats watch – and stealthily try to sniff the product of all that wretching)

Yummmmmyyyyyyy!!!!

I promise next post won’t be so disgusting.

doppelganger

13 Feb

I have been hard at work searching for the perfect graduation gift for my husband.

My search ADHD has taken me all over the internet… and suddenly I found myself looking at adorable cat-houses that I totally want must have.

I would need one of each since I have trois chats.

So while searching for customer photos of the above adorable cat houses, I saw her.

Ok, Ok… to a lot of you this just looks like another particularly gorgeous calico tabby cat. But you have NO IDEA how pretty much identical Minou and this cat are!!! The ONLY difference I have been able to find so far is that Minou’s left front leg isn’t 100% white. This cat even has the half-orange-half-brown-split-down-the-exact-middle thing on top of her head!!!

Maybe this is the universe telling me it’s time to get pregnant.