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Kate's Birthday and my Standard Weekend Outfit

July 31, 2009 By 9 Comments

(Warning: This a picture heavy post!)

It is Friday night and I am all alone in this big city! Well, not all alone because I am happy to say that I have a few friends I could call and talk to and probably meet up with if I wished to (who am I kidding … call? More like Blackberry Messenger because that is all I use these days.) Anyways, I guess I am alone by choice, and I am actually a bit homesick because tonight is .. drumroll please … Miss Kate’s birthday! Yes my friends, my beautiful, pregnant (!!!!), photographer sister is 24 today. I have always maintained that Kate’s birthday is my favourite holiday of the year, and if you ever meet Kate with a few (too many) beers and tequila shots in her belly, you would know why. But with being pregnant and all, I have a feeling this birthday will be 99% more tame than years gone by.

Kate on a particularly amazing hair day

Kate on a particularly amazing hair day


Kate and I at a barn party (for real)

Kate and I at a barn party (seriously)

So we’ve got the important part out of the way, and I bring to you the fun! exciting! part. Except not so much. I realized today that every weekend, I pretty much wear the same outfit, or some variation of it. This outfit always includes sandals, skinny jeans, a tank top and cute earrings. And you know what? I’m okay with that. It’s comfortable, and it’s just a very “Leah” outfit. My “Leah” outfits used to be just black- all black – and I had to make a goal for myself to branch out and wear colours more. Well, I kind of failed in this outfit, but in the past year I have done very good at incorporating more colour into my wardrobe, and I don’t drift towards the black clothes in stores anymore (this is progress, my friends.) I blame it on my bartending job, and I worked A LOT in the last year and a half of University.

Let’s start from the bottom of the outfit and work our way up.

Sandals

Sandals


Someone referred to these sandals as my “foot bling” this week, and because of that I pretty much don’t ever want to take them off. From Winners, $39.99 (and worth every penny)
Polish: OPI, Strawberry Margherita

Long, skinny legs in long, skinny jeans.

Long, skinny legs in long, skinny jeans.


Jeans, from Guess, $99.99

Black, long tank top.

Black, long tank top.


Black racerback tank top, I think Winners. And I think it was $5.00, something really ridiculously cheap. The tag says “RIPE.” You can’t really see the detail, but it is ruched down the sides.
And haha, iron. Welcome to my life.

Earrings
Turqoise and gold earrings – I think they are from Value Village, so probably priced at about $2.50. But free for me, because I think I stole them from Lauren last time I was home (thanks, Lau!) On second though, they could also be from Aldo… Lauren can you clarify this for us?

And that is my “weekend outfit!” What are we likely to find you wearing on the weekend? Muumuu? Sundress? Plain ol’ jeans and a tank like me? Toga? Jean skirt?

(P.S. I need to invest in a full-length mirror so that these posts are less crazy-like.)
(P.P.S. Don’t forget to comment and wish Kate a Happy Birthday!)

Filed Under: birthday, Calgary, fashion

This post is brought to you by the letter G

July 29, 2009 By 19 Comments

It is with a heavy heart that I write this post. Last night, I had to say goodbye, for once and for all. I said goodbye to a vessel of strength, of undying love and devotion without which I would not be where I am today.

This huge part of my life was not brought to me by choice, it was fate that brought us together, and I was in love from the very first minute. While it was destiny that initially brought us together, it was the way my mouth curved into a smile whenever we were near that kept me close for three long years. It was the way our bodies molded together, and the way I knew every tender spot, every dimple I uncovered that was intended to be hid.

There were problems. Oh, there were many a problem. But I felt I had all the answers, I felt that I could fix these problems. But there was no escaping the fact that, towards the end, our relationship was physically and emotionally abusive. The abuse was reciprocated, and while neither of us was truly at fault, we both knew it had to end.

I am apprehensively reporting that it has finally ended. And, I’ve moved on to where the grass is supposed to be greener. However, the feeling is just not the same. That electrifying and comforting feeling we had together isn’t, and I fear can’t be, recaptured. Constantly I am reminded of our time together, and my heart lurches with fear of the future and the unknown that comes with it, knowing that I will never be able to caress that familiar softness ever again. I can only hope to have as much fun with the replacement as we did together.

So here is to a final goodbye. I know it is for the better, but I can’t help but think that I will always, always miss you G Marc.

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Raspbaby update

July 28, 2009 By 8 Comments

not that there is much to update with..

13 weeks came and went… still puking

14 weeks came and went.. still puking

15 weeks came and is still here… still puking.

And as of today I can add to the weird places I have puked. Over the parents varrhanda? check.  In the shower? check.  In a corn field? check.

Next Tuesday I have a doctor’s appointment, where we will get to finally hear the heartbeat (last appointment it was a bit early to hear on the doppler and we couldn’t hear it), and I finally get to say YES to anti-nausea meds.  I really hope the meds help me because I really don’t enjoy puking every morning, and I’m SURE everyone is sick of hearing it.  If you ask me how I’m feeling, it’s pretty certain that I will tell you I feel not so hot and that I already puked that day. -even if it was just a courtesy question.

My appetite is pretty good. Last night we went out for a early birthday dinner with my in-laws and I finished most of my meal (steak and garlic mashed potatoes!). I don’t really feel good during the day until after lunch, when I finally get a full meal into my stomach.

As for the belly, I think you can sort of see it.. but the baby’s got a long way to go!  This week baby is the size of an orange.  I’m really looking forward to feeling movement from the baby in the next few weeks.  Also I’m starting to plan the nursery, so there will be a post about that in the near future.

Also (non-existant)bump photos behind the cut..

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Filed Under: pregnancy, Scott & Kate Plus One

Pretty in Pink

July 25, 2009 By 6 Comments

This past Sunday Kent’s family held a bridal shower for Micaela in Etobicoke.  I was fotrunately able to go because I had cheerleading practice and a cheer car wash in Oakville that weekend too!  The day started out fairly rainy, and I was afraid we would have to bring the party inside, but around 11am the sun started shining and it was a perfect day!

Micshower

Opening presents^

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Micaela and her new sister-in-laws.  Nadine and Larissa^

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Micaela and the flower girl Marrakesh!^

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Micaela and her new cousins ^

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The mother and the mother-in-law!^

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Aand the representitives from our family! Me, Mic and Mom ^

We also had a surprise guest, who you will hear more about in a different post!

Meet Bart,

Bart

That’s all for now!

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Always, Sometimes, Never (take three)

July 24, 2009 By 3 Comments

June 002a

I always…

  • press the snooze button at least twice every morning
  • talk to my cats like they are people
  • worry
  • wear my hair in a ponytail
  • know where I am (direction wise)
  • think about how a situation would look in a photo

I sometimes…

  • wish I had a (personal) cell phone
  • pick at my split ends
  • wonder where the time went
  • get dizzy spells

I never…

  • make the bed
  • swear
  • like being home alone
  • enjoy doing the dishes
  • go anywhere without my camera
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Always, Sometimes, and Never (take two)

July 22, 2009 By 8 Comments

I always:

  • sleep with my arms above my head even and one knee bent.
  • laugh at least once before getting out of bed in the morning.
  • Take the side streets to look at the nice houses around me and imagine the version of my life where I stay in the city (as opposed to the country version, seaside version, and foreign country version.)
  • watch Real Housewives every night.  
  • save my tip money in a big jar every day for some unknown future purpose.
  • drink apple juice every day.

I sometimes:

  • wish that I was more carefree about my direction in life. And sometimes the opposite.
  • spend an hour sitting in front of the mirror braiding my hair.
  • drink too much tequila, and it’s never my friend. Well, maybe it’s more like a frenemy.

I never:

  • want to see the movie, even if I loved the book (especially if I loved the book.)
  • comment on blogs, even though I enjoy getting comments on mine. 
  • get tired of alone time.
  • bake anything other than sweet marie bars. (If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it…)
  • leave Forever 21 without at least trying something on, and usually purchasing something. For instance, today.
Filed Under: life, micaela

I lied

July 22, 2009 By 4 Comments

Thanks to the blog swap, today we have Mimi of The Mimi Project joining the party at Fiveblondes. Check out The Mimi Project for a post from yours truly!

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Someone asked me something the other day that I knew was true but chose to say no.

They asked about something that I’ve been passionate about for a long time. It was when they asked me that I kind of realized it’s something that I had pushed aside, to pick up later, only to get swamped with so much else that I completely forgot. Or maybe gave up on.

If you live in a world like mine, and by that I mean THIS WORLD, then there are all these pressures to conform and pressures not conform. No matter what the age, these pressures hit us as some point in our lives.

Sometimes, we find that we lose ourselves, our identities to things like

what others

  • think of us.
  • expect of us
  • dream or want for us

or
to fear

  • of failure
  • of not fulfilling expectations
  • of dreaming, dreaming big
  • of not fitting in

In as much as we may not want to conform, sometimes, it may become a necessity, like when we do not want to hurt or disappoint those that are dear to us.

So where to strike the balance between conforming and not giving in to the pressure, facing reality and fighting for our passions, living for the moment and still think about how our future will be affected by the consequences of our actions.

All this does not explain why I lied. That, I’m still trying to figure out.

Have you ever lied about something you know you are passionate about?

What make you feel like you’ve lost the person that you used to be?

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Always, Sometimes, Never

July 18, 2009 By 6 Comments

I always…

Make mental notes about good blog topics and promptly forget them.
Love my hands.
Look for ways to make myself a better person.
Laugh at my own jokes.
Say I love you only when I really, truly mean it.
Feel weightless and settled when I walk into my beautiful condo.

I sometimes…

Freak out and want to get married RIGHTNOW.
Check my voicemail on my cell phone (Sorry, friends.)
Have nice handwriting.
Think wisely before spending money.
Wear perfume.
Say what I am really thinking.

I never…

Like to see people in pain.
Take off my toe nail polish (I just paint over it. Ew, I know.)
Go to church. But I think about it a lot.
File my papers and bills.
Have enough self-confidence.
Drink tequila on its own. I will, however, drink it mixed with Jack Daniels.

(Thank you to Brandy, Wishcake and Kyla for the idea!)

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13 weeks

July 17, 2009 By 7 Comments

I hit 13 weeks on Monday, and I was pretty pumped before that. Everyone kept saying just wait until you hit 13 weeks you will feel so much better. So on Monday morning I got out of bed, expecting to feel better, but as usual had to run to the bathroom and threw up all that was in my stomach. And at 7am there really isn’t much to throw up, which makes it almost worse, as your body still tries to get rid of what it think is there, that really isn’t there. I’ve been throwing up each morning for 4 weeks straight and it’s getting a little old. So hopefully that stops soon. This week baby is the size of a peach (~3 inches). One neat fact about baby- it has fingerprints now!
I think you will notice that in my 13 weeks photo my belly looks considerably bigger (in my opinion) then in my 12 week photo. But I will give the same description that I did to my last belly photos. I’m pretty sure it’s all bloat. As soon as I lay down my belly looks totally normal. Scott thinks that it feels a bit harder then it did a few weeks ago, I game him a look and said “Actually my stomach was ALWAYS that hard” hahahaha…

13 weeks

13 weeks

At home I feel so lazy. As soon as I get home all I want to do is lay down, so now my house is a total mess and I care but don’t have the energy to clean it up. Scott has been great, cooking dinner most nights and totally giving in to my cravings (which are pretty much made up at this point but it’s so fun to be able to get away with junk food now!). I’m still always starving and now can’t remember what it feels like to be full. At dinner time I have to sit there for much longer then usual, and slowly get my fill of food, until I think I’m full or can’t stand the thought of eating one more bite.

Tonight we are going out for dinner which is always a challenge. Will I find something on the menu that doesn’t make me gag just thinking about it? Wish me luck!

Filed Under: pregnancy, Scott & Kate Plus One

Love and Recessonista

July 17, 2009 By 5 Comments

I was lucky enough to have Mr. Tim all to myself tonight, and I tried to take full advantage of that by doing some much needed car shopping, but that was a major fail. So I will continue to drive Tim’s lovely ’94 Grand Marquis for now (did I mention the A/C broke last week? Oh, and that only one window works? And that it was incredibly hot out today? And that when I got home from work Tim told me I looked like “poop” because I was so sweaty from being in his car for 15 minutes and I kind of exploded at him? #fail)
I made it up to myself by putting on a cute outfit and making him take me out for dinner with promises of car shopping tomorrow. Doing the necessary outfit analyzing, I was proud of myself when I realized what an inexpensive outfit I had put together.
Leah
Outfit – Cami, Lady Dutch – $7, jeans, Dynamite – $30, Blazer, Rickis – $40, shoes, Wal-Mart – $5 (I am a serious bargain shopper – outfit total $87, including purse which I got for a gift exchange at Christmas from Lindsay)

You know that thought that you should marry someone who loves you more than you love them? Well, I told Tim it wasn’t true for us because I love him more than he loves me, and Tim said that he does love me more, but that he keeps it inside when we are in public. I am not a BIG PDA’er but I sure do have some of that in me – I enjoy a good hand-hold and a quick smooch here and there. What’s the point of loving someone a lot and not showing it? Not that he doesn’t show it, he is a very loving guy and does cook for me on a regular basis (the key to my heart is most definitely through my stomach). Also, it was him that asked if we could spend the evening sitting on the balcony drinking wine, eating bread and cheese, light our “fresh cut grass” candles and listen to Michael in the first place. Win! While we were out there enjoying the gorgeous evening, I informed Tim that Michael (yes, we are on a first name basis because we had dinner together in September. NOT really, his table was across from mine while we were eating. Big deal to me.) is on my “list.”Tim said he didn’t have to worry because Michael would run away from me when he meets me because he would be scared of my “presence.” He went on to say that he “know[s] it’s true because I was when I first met you.” Aww! Also, Tim said he would beat him up if he made a move.

Anyways, all in all it was a great evening spent with my most loved one, and I hope many, many more are to come.

Filed Under: Calgary, fashion, love, relationships
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