Taste wars: Canada and America tee off in caramel test

Some things are just different down here. I hope I’m not different. When last I left you, my garden was starting to grow and I was still waiting for my Green Card. Today, I have zucchini growing to sizes I didn’t know zucchini could be, and I have my Green Card. Not only that, but… Continue reading Taste wars: Canada and America tee off in caramel test


Today is my last day driving for a couple weeks. My B.C. registration and insurance expire at midnight, and I’m not ready to be a full Washingtonian just yet. Oh, I’m ready ready but I don’t have all my ducks in a row, which feels strange for me. I went to the local SSA office… Continue reading Grounded

A new definition

I’m already starting to struggle. It isn’t my new hometown, although that brings with a collection of challenges. It isn’t sharing residential space with my soon-to-be husband. I am not allowed to work. No job, no freelance contracts, no contentcheap labour farms. I am not allowed to work. Say that out loud, slowly. Not. Allowed.… Continue reading A new definition

Breathing deeply

Did January even happen? One day, I woke up and it was February. And here I am, living south of the 49th and fully ensconced in My American’s house in Spokane, Wash. With a deadline of April 25 to get married.