You may not know this about me, but I am a Grade-A NAYSAYER.
It's often embarrassing because I trash something, try it begrudgingly, then fall in love with it.
For example:Read More
As I peck this post out, 2016 is pretty much in the bag. Another yeeeear of delightfully avoiding real life to watch Netflix. Except when I watch True Crime documentaries and scare myself so badly I sleep with 89 lamps on at night.
As my memory is a trash compactor filled with gravy, I love looking back at every #streamteam blog post of 2016 and being reminded of what I deemed freak-out worthy. If I missed something you loved, please let me know. If we're not in this together, 2017 is going to be lame.Read More
“We’re a whisker away from Christmas Day…”
And I promise this whole blog post will not rhyme.
(I hate poetry. Have I ever told you that? It’s an art form that’s basically a love affair with short chunks of text and I’m so poorly cultured I swear my head moves back and forth like a cat with a laser when I try and read a sonnet. SAWNIT. Dumb word, also.)Read More
So, that was a MONTH. Even as a Canadian, I felt all the crushing disappointment and raw despair that came after the election results. I know so many incredible and diverse Americans who I adore and who I had no words for. I could only send Internet emojis and the offer of my couch or inane stories if they needed a break. This month, more than any month that I can remember, I used Netflix to escape.Read More
Do you think one day in the future we will give high fives as Christmas presents? Maybe?
I am not a Grinch or Scrooge by any stretch. I am merely very easily stressed out and I torture myself to find the perfect gift for everyone I love and guess what? THEY ARE PICKY WEIRDOS. Who I love. Oh so very much.Read More
I grew up dreaming that as an adult I would own a house. As of today, that particular dream has not come true. And probably never will. (I also dreamed about being Mrs. Corey Haim and filling out a B cup so I should be used to my dreams being doused in animal urine and set aflame in a compost bin filled with huntsman spiders.)Read More