road trip : british columbia

Screen Shot 2014-07-17 at 9.26.37 PMIf you can recall this post from the beginning of last summer, my mum and I flew across the country to see the house that she thought she had fallen for. What then ensued felt like an episode of Catfish. At first, the home appeared to be my mum’s dream house. In person, it was a different story, and was very rough around the edges to say the least. Typical Catfish. After flying back home and reconsidering it, my mum changed her mind and fell in love with it one more time. Then she purchased it! Although she would never admit it, she’s a hopeless romantic.

Screen Shot 2014-07-17 at 9.25.01 PMThese Instagram photos were taken during our last trip. If you would like to see exactly what we are up to, then you can follow me here.

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Until Friday!

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Emory

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all about that bass

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From about the year 2000 until 2006, I was obsessed with watching Jimmy Fallon on SNL, and SNL re-runs. I will be the first to admit that I had the biggest crush on him. After all, I was only fifteen years old. Well fifteen to twenty-one. Hey, I like dark-haired, pale, nerdy guys, ok? I thought that he and Tina Fey were brilliant news anchors. I also loved the way that he could almost never successfully get through a skit. His stifled giggles made my young heart go pitter-patter. Sometimes I would even pretend that I knew Jimmy personally, and for a few years my phone contacts would hear him instead of me when they got my voicemail. Some were confused, some got annoyed, and some just knew that was me in all my weird glory. 

You may be wondering where I am going with this post? Ok, I’ll tell you. Every morning I log on to the ole inter-web and check out the highlights from The Tonight Show from the night before. They’re usually only a couple of minutes long, and always help me begin my day laughing at senseless skits. Once in awhile, they will actually be pretty amazing. I’m referring to his music, and his own talents as a musician.

I never gave much thought to the song “All About That Bass.” It plays every time that I am at the gym, so I had always regarded it as popular music and thus wrote it off before I even knew anything about the singer herself. While I still don’t know much about her, I am totally loving her ability to actually sing live. The fact that she did it with my main man, Fallon, gives her an instant awesome status in my books. I even think that their version is better than her video (although it is pretty damn cute, too). 

Check out both vids, and let me know what you think!

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Emory

mama and emma in oliver

1.jpg1-2.jpg2.jpg3.jpg4.jpg5.jpg 6.jpg9.jpg 10.jpg11.jpg 12.jpg13.jpg15.jpg16.jpgA few weeks ago, my mum and I took our first trip together in eight years. Our last vacation was in 2006, and I had just completed the first year of my postsecondary schooling in Toronto, Ontario. That summer I moved back to Saskatoon to live with my parents and to finish my degree at the University of Saskatchewan. Picture an anal retentive daughter who felt a little unsure of her future, a mother who flew by the seat of her pants while holidaying, a bullmastiff puppy who chewed everything in site, and a group of cabins that weren’t fit to live in all dumped in the middle of the woods with a patch of grass for a beach. Yet, the somewhat disastrous nature of that trip has since turned into hilarious and subsequently happy memories. It is certainly one that I will never forget. 

Our destination for this vacation was Oliver, British Columbia. My mum recently put an offer on an acreage two provinces away from where we live and had yet to see it in person. A few days before the sale was to be finalized, she made the decision to fly out there. My brother and his family live only a few hours away from the property, so the trip doubled as an excuse to visit them. The original title of this post was going to be “Nev And Max Do Oliver.” Have any of you seen Catfish? Based on our personalities and my need to document everything, my mum was dubbed the carefree Nev and I was her more organized partner Max. I was hoping that our trip was going to be a much smoother ride than our previous one eight years ago. However, with Nev in charge of planning, Max was thrown into Nev’s world of where anything goes. As they say, “sh*t got cray,” and like the show nothing was as it appeared to be. Similar to the program’s victims, we witnessed firsthand that falling in love with something online is a hell of a lot different than loving it in person.

14.jpgThat is not to say that it wasn’t a great trip. The weather was perfect, the mountains and lakes were breathtakingly beautiful, and we laughed throughout it all. I really did have the best time with my mum. I just need to learn that traveling with her will always be an adventure. More importantly, in the end we accomplished what we set out to do. Oliver really is a beautiful place, but my mother has yet to determine if it’s her kind of beautiful. 

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Emory

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