I have so much to tell you.

In the wake of my last post, homesickness, stress and other ailments have been blown away. It took some time, some effort and a lot of tears. But here I am, geared up and cheerful within an inch of my life.

I got to spend a glorious weekend away up island.I left victoria quite late on sunday night. The best part about those drives is that its 2am and I'm flying down the highway, belting out 'heartbreaker' at the top of my lungs. Radio stations play the BEST, most gnarly music ever really late at night. Then when I got there, it was full on tumble into the bed of my youth. Glorious. What a weekend. I have the most incredible friend/family base. We had so many laughs. Cuddles with my sisters, barbie movies, carrot cake!

I have two very different favorite moments. The first was my sleepover with Rudi. We stayed up super late, jammies on, in my old bedroom. Howling with laughter, trash talking, uttering dirty secrets. Crying. Desolate, bestfriend missing tears. That girl heals my soul.

The second favorite was my last day there. I had been on the verge of a mental breakdown because I couldn't find the coffee in my parents kitchen. I was absolutely pillaging it. Swearing a blue streak and smashing through the cupboards. I never did find it, but my mommy did! And then we proceeded to cuddle up in her bed together and make the best mom/daughter connection I've felt in a long time. She makes me laugh so much. And cry. I always cry it seems lately. But my mom just gets me. She makes me feel so much better and she's one of my best friends. So we cuddled up and held hands. I'd never admit it before, but we just are so similar. Its insanity.

Home that night, I loathe the malahat. The rest of the drive was aces though. I got in a little late last night, went on a late night treat run with my boy and watched teen mom!

But today, today is the day to end all. After a quick morning shift, I zoomed home to Co and we got the party train on the rails. We had an awesome sangie down on the breakwater. Then we went up to beacon hill park and fed the birds. I'll be really honest. I'm pretty afraid of getting my fingers pecked but after a few painless swipes, I got real comfortable with the peacocks and they got cosy with me. Just call me the bird lady, because in about 4 minutes there was, no lie, 2 peacocks and about 45 ducks/seagulls surrounding us. Insanity. We laughed so hard.

It was a chilly day for a walk in the park, but it was so beautiful. Theres something so stunning about fall, especially in this city, I'm starting to see.

Cody and I have a habit of taking that scenic drive all the way through to the Uplands. Its always a blast but today it got even more funny. We were just sort of puttering along and had pulled aside to let the other drivers past, when we hear this roaring, revving sound. Cody turns to me and says "is that deebs?" Our friend, Dillon, drives a mustang 5.0 and it is insane. And he drives it like an absolute maniac. I get such a fierce sense of glee when i hear him coming. Anyways, he too was on a little drive about and we just happened to run into him! It was awesome. Of course, Co yells to him "light 'em up!" We were out at gonzo beach when all of a sudden, DBoy peels off in a blaze of smoke, rubber and wildly roaring engine!!! We cheered like mad and were glared at horribly by all the surrounding citizens. But it was glorious.

It gets better.

We had laughed it all out and carried on. We were sitting out by the chinese cemetery, watching the pilot boats guide in barges, when Co's phone rings. Its Deebs! Just saying hey, wanting to know where we're at. Then, whoops! He has to get off the phone, he's racing someone! So Co hangs up and we laugh again. But then all of a sudden...

... We can HEAR him, racing, friggen 20 blocks away.

So many laughs.

We carried on with our day, driving slowly through all those beautiful old houses. We just love it up there. And then Cody drops a bomb. He's found me a haunted house and a corn maze. My darling knows me so good. So we hammer on out to Mt Doug and happen across Galey Farms. For those of you who have never been there, if you ever have a chance. GO. They have a huge corn maze complete with a scary village and pyramids and a train, graveyard and waterfall. They also have this insanely terrifying haunted house. Cody dragged me through it. I screamed so many profanities at the top of my lungs, as if I was personally pissed off by what was happening. Its not so much the things that are jumping out that scare me, its the fear of whats next. The dread that whats coming is so much worse then whats already happening.

It was glorious and terrifying and insane. We had so much fun together.

Now we've made a nice nest, we're going to watch a few episodes of The Pacific and have a cuddle.

All of these days have been so good. And I've come to such a good place. I'm learning that its not necessarily the Comox Valley that I'm missing so much. Its the people there that I love and adore that I miss. Its also the little life Cody and I shared there that I miss. Sometimes we get so caught up in the city and our own separate work and friends that we forget to connect like we used to. We fell in love like mad people, so fast and hard. Then we lived a lazy summer, getting settled into such a strong rhythm. It was a beautiful year and it came to a close with Cody's proposal and a wonderful Christmas. We spent every single second possible together. Now we struggle to even make time during the day to talk.

Its up to me. I can see that now. This life isn't going to happen on its own. So everyday I wake up with renewed purpose. Today I will connect with a new friend. Today I will call my old friends and tell them I love them. Today I will give Cody every second I can spare, tell him every little thought in my heart. Give him all the love I can muster. And tomorrow I'll do it again. And again and again. This beautiful city is my home now and I am going to conquer it.
Come with me?

I have so much to tell you.

In the wake of my last post, homesickness, stress and other ailments have been blown away. It took some time, some effort and a lot of tears. But here I am, geared up and cheerful within an inch of my life.

I got to spend a glorious weekend away up island.I left victoria quite late on sunday night. The best part about those drives is that its 2am and I'm flying down the highway, belting out 'heartbreaker' at the top of my lungs. Radio stations play the BEST, most gnarly music ever really late at night. Then when I got there, it was full on tumble into the bed of my youth. Glorious. What a weekend. I have the most incredible friend/family base. We had so many laughs. Cuddles with my sisters, barbie movies, carrot cake!

I have two very different favorite moments. The first was my sleepover with Rudi. We stayed up super late, jammies on, in my old bedroom. Howling with laughter, trash talking, uttering dirty secrets. Crying. Desolate, bestfriend missing tears. That girl heals my soul.

The second favorite was my last day there. I had been on the verge of a mental breakdown because I couldn't find the coffee in my parents kitchen. I was absolutely pillaging it. Swearing a blue streak and smashing through the cupboards. I never did find it, but my mommy did! And then we proceeded to cuddle up in her bed together and make the best mom/daughter connection I've felt in a long time. She makes me laugh so much. And cry. I always cry it seems lately. But my mom just gets me. She makes me feel so much better and she's one of my best friends. So we cuddled up and held hands. I'd never admit it before, but we just are so similar. Its insanity.

Home that night, I loathe the malahat. The rest of the drive was aces though. I got in a little late last night, went on a late night treat run with my boy and watched teen mom!

But today, today is the day to end all. After a quick morning shift, I zoomed home to Co and we got the party train on the rails. We had an awesome sangie down on the breakwater. Then we went up to beacon hill park and fed the birds. I'll be really honest. I'm pretty afraid of getting my fingers pecked but after a few painless swipes, I got real comfortable with the peacocks and they got cosy with me. Just call me the bird lady, because in about 4 minutes there was, no lie, 2 peacocks and about 45 ducks/seagulls surrounding us. Insanity. We laughed so hard.

It was a chilly day for a walk in the park, but it was so beautiful. Theres something so stunning about fall, especially in this city, I'm starting to see.

Cody and I have a habit of taking that scenic drive all the way through to the Uplands. Its always a blast but today it got even more funny. We were just sort of puttering along and had pulled aside to let the other drivers past, when we hear this roaring, revving sound. Cody turns to me and says "is that deebs?" Our friend, Dillon, drives a mustang 5.0 and it is insane. And he drives it like an absolute maniac. I get such a fierce sense of glee when i hear him coming. Anyways, he too was on a little drive about and we just happened to run into him! It was awesome. Of course, Co yells to him "light 'em up!" We were out at gonzo beach when all of a sudden, DBoy peels off in a blaze of smoke, rubber and wildly roaring engine!!! We cheered like mad and were glared at horribly by all the surrounding citizens. But it was glorious.

It gets better.

We had laughed it all out and carried on. We were sitting out by the chinese cemetery, watching the pilot boats guide in barges, when Co's phone rings. Its Deebs! Just saying hey, wanting to know where we're at. Then, whoops! He has to get off the phone, he's racing someone! So Co hangs up and we laugh again. But then all of a sudden...

... We can HEAR him, racing, friggen 20 blocks away.

So many laughs.

We carried on with our day, driving slowly through all those beautiful old houses. We just love it up there. And then Cody drops a bomb. He's found me a haunted house and a corn maze. My darling knows me so good. So we hammer on out to Mt Doug and happen across Galey Farms. For those of you who have never been there, if you ever have a chance. GO. They have a huge corn maze complete with a scary village and pyramids and a train, graveyard and waterfall. They also have this insanely terrifying haunted house. Cody dragged me through it. I screamed so many profanities at the top of my lungs, as if I was personally pissed off by what was happening. Its not so much the things that are jumping out that scare me, its the fear of whats next. The dread that whats coming is so much worse then whats already happening.

It was glorious and terrifying and insane. We had so much fun together.

Now we've made a nice nest, we're going to watch a few episodes of The Pacific and have a cuddle.

All of these days have been so good. And I've come to such a good place. I'm learning that its not necessarily the Comox Valley that I'm missing so much. Its the people there that I love and adore that I miss. Its also the little life Cody and I shared there that I miss. Sometimes we get so caught up in the city and our own separate work and friends that we forget to connect like we used to. We fell in love like mad people, so fast and hard. Then we lived a lazy summer, getting settled into such a strong rhythm. It was a beautiful year and it came to a close with Cody's proposal and a wonderful Christmas. We spent every single second possible together. Now we struggle to even make time during the day to talk.

Its up to me. I can see that now. This life isn't going to happen on its own. So everyday I wake up with renewed purpose. Today I will connect with a new friend. Today I will call my old friends and tell them I love them. Today I will give Cody every second I can spare, tell him every little thought in my heart. Give him all the love I can muster. And tomorrow I'll do it again. And again and again. This beautiful city is my home now and I am going to conquer it.
Come with me?