Chaos Is A Dancer And she’s me! Ah, the joys of Saturday mornings – a tranquil oasis for most, but for this Mommy with a ten-month-old baby, it was waking up bleary-eyed to yet another gray day in Raincouver. I already knew it was going to be a good day - my first ever dance class! The air was thick with possibilities, or possibly… drowsiness? As the world wakes up, savoring their calm sips of coffee, I was slapping my cheeks, telling myself to “Look alive!” This eternal struggle was captured perfectly by WTF Hubby's words, "You can skip it, you know." Yeah, right. Giving up isn’t in my vocab ..read more

It all started with Book Lovers by Emily Henry… But instead of identifying with the driven, cut-throat, city girl protagonist like I usually do, I was more of a Libby Stephens, the protagonist's fun-loving, pregnant sister. Long story short, the Stephen sisters embark on a trip to Sunshine Falls, North Carolina much like what my sister and I did: go on a sisterly trip… to Downtown Vancouver. Before your jaw drops from the sheer exoticness of this experience, simply spurred on by a romance novel, let me break it down for you. I used to think that spending money on a Vancouver Staycation was poi ..read more

Move over Santa, because I have my own ‘Nice List’! And it’s dwindling rapidly with a sleep-regressing baby and dealings with adults who are the living embodiment of Blink-182’s “What’s my age again?” Let me quote,“Nobody likes you when… you still act like you're in freshman year.” I mean, who needs sleep as a mom to an 8-month-old when you have the luxury of catering to this breed of Baby Adults and their demands, opinions, and judgments, right? If you’re in a situation like mine, I feel sorry for us both. Alas, if we’re going to maneuver around energy vampires this holiday season, at least ..read more

Attention, all frazzled parents! Whoever said 3 a.m. diaper changes and sleepless nights were the only perks of having an infant, clearly didn't know about the exhilarating world of play! Ah, yes, play - the magical activity that entertains and exhausts our tiny bundles of joy. Let’s be honest, folks, it’s not just for them; it’s for us too. As a teacher, I’m aware of play’s significance on the learning process. But as a parent? Play is here to rescue us from the brink of insanity. Turns out, infants aren’t simply lumps of cooing adorableness that require feeding and cuddling. Nope, they’re mi ..read more

I wanted it all in October: a basic PSL I only half-cared for, family photos in front of sprawling pumpkins from the patch, an exuberant First Halloween for my baby, and obviously, 31 days of horror movies. Why would anyone want that? You ask. Admittedly, that’s more horror movies than some people can stomach in a lifetime. When I announced my venture into the dark, unruly world of evil entities, sadistic killers, and everyday horrors for the entire month of October, I thought it would be an inconsequential statement. It wasn’t. It generated buzz and psychologically-redesigned our home into Pi ..read more

There’s a knowing glance that Moms give Baby Memory Books. We collectively know these books are filled with good intent, yet all they do is collect dust instead of memories. What’s a busy mom to do when you've got a tiny tornado of cuteness to take care of? Fear not, for the art of sticking to a baby book routine is possible without the mom guilt and witchy bargaining for more free time (remind me what free time feels like again?!) Embrace the Chaos: Remember, your baby's schedule is a magic spellbook written in hieroglyphics. Embrace the unpredictability! Because your baby book will have a ..read more

WTF, how have I not ghosted this blog? What started as a fervent summer flirtation on my parents’ sundeck is now a full on relationship. It was 2020, and the world had screeched to an agonizing stop. People were filling their social bubbles with adopted animals or worse, imprisoned by their current romantic interest, expectant that uncertainty and fear would ease with company by their side. My jackhammer heart, usually calmed by afternoon tea dates and spa days (but COVID broke us up), rediscovered writing like he was one hot nerd who underwent a massive transformation just by switching to con ..read more

I went to a lavender field once, and blood was shed: mine and WTF Hubby’s. It really makes you wonder… Did a torrential rainfall uproot a scourge of homicidal mosquitoes that year or what? To escape the bloodbath, I charged into our getaway car and squeaked in terror when six mosquitoes snuck in and continued their onslaught. Blood streaked the inside windows. Hello, PTSD. So… Step 1 to romanticizing your day trip to a lavender field IS TO NOT GO TO A FIELD LADEN WITH MOSQUITOES. Because feeding my young to a throng of thirsty bloodsuckers is just not on my summer bucket list. Step 2 - The sho ..read more

Confession: I didn’t choose to live the high tea life. The high tea life chose me. When I rolled in with a stroller to Tea Thyme Café one uncomfortably hot afternoon, I was there for one thing: Tokyo Banana Waffles. What are these Tokyo Banana Waffles you ask? They’re fresh, made-to-order banana-shaped waffles that have a delicate banana flavour. Currently offered with a taro or Nutella filling (although the inside scoop is more flavours will be available soon), they truly are the snack that smiles back. See for yourself! The banana peel holder is yours to keep and do with as you wish. Like ..read more

High Tea Originated as a Guy Thing I’m not joking! Before clever marketing dressed up high tea as an uber pink, girly, and frilly affair, it was a meal for the working man. (Tell your lady that the next time she makes tea plans without you!) This manly, British tradition of tea, cakes, scones, and cheese toast began as far back as the mid 1700s! High tea literally got its name, because it was enjoyed after work on ‘high’ stools or standing up. History Leaving You Less Than Empowered? Maybe high tea’s history hasn’t changed your mind that going out for tea is the work! Work to pay for tea. Work ..read more