Skipper Sunday…Moved!

Hey everybody,

Recently a friend reached out and wanted to start a blog with me and this blog is more about my personal life so Skipper Sunday has moved! If you want to keep up with my happenings I will post a link each week to the other blog OR you can follow the link I will provide and throw a cool little follow our way!

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The Blur Week

Wow I cannot believe its Friday already. This week has been a ride. On a work front it has been really fantastic. I have been doing a lot of writing lately and I am finding my grove with it. I don’t really have any funny stories for you as I have been pretty distracted lately!


It finally happened though. An article I wrote is finally up on the site which is beyond amazing. You can read it here if you want to!

It’s surreal to think that I could spend the rest of my life writing and doing what I love. It has always been a passion of mine to do this. I love to write and tell stories, I always have and now to be heading into a career where I could be doing that every day is more than a dream come true. I am so lucky to be able to love what I do. I mean the current job isn’t my dream job. It is hard to write in the space I have but it pays well, its a solid distraction with Skipper gone and it is experience and that my dear readers is the most important piece of the puzzle. I can say that I have mastered the building of a dinette bed thingy though! No more nasty bruises! Thank the lord! I also have some very exciting news coming on Sunday! So stay tuned!


In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Nightmares.”

Describe a nightmare? Really? Challenge me please! I’m begging you!

A nightmare. Skipper walks away boards a ship, a plane, a train. It always changes. He boards this method of transportation without hearing I love you come tumbling past my lips.

I was late. I missed goodbye and the look in his eyes haunt me even when I am awake.

The look of pain, the look of resentment.

Resentment. The nightmare that always follows me. The one I would happily never see again.

It’s a nightmare I hope stays only a dream.

One photographer and Mission 22

This week has already been emotional. Skipper is off soon and that means high emotions as I get ready for goodbye. But lately there has been another high emotion, a protective one. RMC has been under a lot of media attention lately and I am not going to get into it because it makes my blood boil. I understand the situation and what it means and everything else and I know that sexual assault is wrong regardless of the gender of the victim but the situation still irks me.

I am protective and loyal by nature. Skipper calls me his golden retriever on steroids some days and so it is hard for me to watch the ad I am about to mention as well as see what is going on at the college lately. That being said it brings me hope because even though this ad is targeting American service men and women it means there is hope for them all because we need to stand behind our troops and support them through every stage of their careers because without them or world would look very different.

22 american service members commit suicide Every. Single. Day. 22. That is 22 mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, husbands, wives, sons and daughters taken away from their families. 22. That is 8,030 people a year. That is to many. 22 is to many. 1 is to many. This members made it home. They came back and when they come back, before they go and the whole time they are on deployment they need support. So thank you Mission 22 for doing what you do and bringing awareness to a cause that desperately needs it.

Wounded Warriors is a Canadian Non-Profit that helps returning soldiers deal with PTSD while supporting their families as well. They do incredible work every day to help our returning troops.

Remember if you don’t stand behind our troops, fell free to stand in front of them.

Skipper Sunday: a hello and goodbye

So Since Hal has decided that he doesn’t want his name to be after an army officer I have been tasked with changing his name. Actually he came up with it I just wanted to be dramatic. He also takes up to much room on my Friday posts so he’s been moved to Sunday and his name is Skipper. See what I did there? Cute right?

Anyway my little Skipper is skipping off to Victoria on Wednesday. That still seems a little surreal to be honest. I mean yes, it has hit me that he is in fact leaving. I just don’t like that it is real. It’s been hard. It still doesn’t feel like enough and I don’t think any amount of time with him will ever be. Skipper and I have been inseparable lately. I spent a little bit of time with him on the weekend. We did what we loved to do and we just got to be with each other and visited his family and it was great. It was the best way to spend a holiday weekend. But that doesn’t make it any easier to say goodbye. 11291342_930849846972371_794892685_n

I know it’s only 2 months and I’ll have lots to do to keep me busy but it is still 2 months full of things that I would want to do with him. But the training will make him happy and that is really all that matters I suppose. He will love his time there and that is what is important. I will miss him and I really hope a small part of him misses me a little. That is really the only thing I ever worry about. I know its silly and it is only 2 months but it still sneaks in there every now and again.

Don’t get me wrong saying goodbye and knowing its coming is horrible some times. Its intense and it is NOT all “lets spend all this time cuddling and being cute together” I mean there is a lot of that but I have a job and he has other people to see.

Sadly, that does sometimes mean I’m the one sitting at home alone on my bed with a giant box of chocolate and another full of kleenex while watching the notebook for the 8 millionth time feeling sorry for myself. Other times its full of “please for the love of god stop talking about how exciting it will be out there” or my personal favourite. “I wonder if I sit here long enough looking at him with sad puppy eyes he’ll stay.”. Yea that doesn’t work. Also, hiding things does not work either. At least not in a dorm room. He will find it so… I guess this is it though. I am inside 72 hours now and that’s really all there is to say.

Writing, Writing and More Writing!

This week was weird. Mostly because Monday was the holiday and I, for whatever reason, get all messed up when I have a day off. Although I will be forever grateful for that time which I will explain in my post tomorrow. Now, back to the good stuff.


Work is mostly the same. A lot of pictures and descriptions of trailers that needed to be done. Also, IT HAPPENED. Ladies and Gentlemen. There are 2 posts that I wrote on the Facebook and Twitter site. Yep I am awesome. Not really actually it took a lot of changes to get them to where they are but they are up and I think its cool.


I mean I get to write and I get to write and then I get paid to write so what could possible be wrong with that?

That is really all that happened this week because well it was 4 days long.

Enjoy your weekend everyone!

Tiny Sizes, Starbucks, and Adweek


There is a really cool/weird trend in the fast food industry. According to the article on Adweek it is because of all us consumers who are ‘sugar aware’. The trend is causing companies to make a new smaller than a standard small size available. Many companies have been doing this for a while now but the most recent addition to the family is Starbucks with their adorable and still stupidly priced Frappuccino size. Sadly, like many things this will only be available until July 6th so my friends. Drink the cuteness while you still can!