Burritos and Fondue Forks

One of the fun things about having a business partner is that (in our case at least) we’re always together. Because we have so much on the go we’re always running into funny situations and problem solving them together. As a result of one, we have a silly running joke: when something good happens we call it a burrito, and when something bad happens it’s a fondue fork.

“Burritos” are named for our favourite lunch meal (Winnipeg’s Burrito Del Rio!) and “fondue forks” are named for a really unfortunate lunch, where after a disappointing meal and a few very weird interactions with the waitress LA opened a door that was propped open by a fondue fork and tripped into the sidewalk in front of the restaurant, fondue fork in hand! She could have killed someone… with a fondue fork! It was an absurdly weird end to a very bad meal, and the strangest part is the restaurant didn’t even serve fondue!

I wanted to share a few of the things that are making me really happy right now, and maybe a couple of little fondue forks :)

My Current Burritos

Birthday presents to myself arriving early

I’m turning 26 on May 23rd, and on Saturday I wanted to make my birthday more special so I made sure I got some of the things I really wanted and needed by investing in my wardrobe. The exciting thing is that by 3:00 pm on Wednesday everything had arrived! Apparently shipping to Canada has vastly improved since I last shopped online, and everything I ordered is miraculously beautiful and fits perfectly. It’s going to lead to some awkward fashion blogging soon, just you wait!

Blogging Love

I’m really loving the blog world right now! I’ve been making an effort to have blogging be a special, reflective part of my day and it’s made a big difference in how I approach it and the things I want to write about. Right now I’m feeling inspired by My Girl Thursday‘s positivity and fashion posts, Katie from Skunkboy Creatures‘ sunny posts and adorable baby photos, and The Veda House‘s amazing vintage finds for her upcoming shop launch.

Kelly Cutrone

I just discovered reality tv (this is a post in its self for later!) but I’ve just found Kelly Cutrone through The Hills, and have been totally fascinated by her! After a little googling I found her book, If You Have To Cry, Go Outside (and other things your mother never taught you) and I’m really excited to read it. I started it yesterday and so far I love her attitude, strength, and thoughts on listening to your inner voice.

I changed schools a lot growing up and until high school was always the weird, new kid. Then in high school, my school’s message was very clear: your grades = your worth. While I love all the things that make me quirky and different now, they were very hard to navigate when I was growing up and I love that Kelly has a platform to encourage young women to find their people and stay true to themselves and follow where that leads them.

Bike Season

This winter an ice dam the size of a shetland pony fell on my car, causing almost $4k of damage to the body and windshield. Don’t worry, thanks to insurance I only pay $200 (Yay Socialism!) but to repair it my car is finally going into the shop… for 3-4 weeks! Luckily we just had my bike repaired, and while I’m a commuter cyclist by necessity, I’m in love with my cruiser. Jesse and I went for a big ride last night and it was fun cardio perfection- which is hard to find in my books.

A Couple Fondue Forks

1. The Leigh-Ann shaped hole in my days! Leigh-Ann and I started working together on a daily basis in early December, and since then there are very few times when we haven’t spoken multiple times a day. I’m so glad to be the reason she can take time off for the first time in a long time, but it’s so strange to be working alone again. I’m excited for her to return :)

2. Tattoo Nerves – I’m in love with my three quarter sleeve, but there’s one problem: I haven’t told my grandparents yet. I really want to stop having to consider which cardigan is long enough to cover my arm, and while I know my grandma will be fine with it my grandpa is old school Ukrainian. He doesn’t mind my crazy glasses, my nose piercings or my stretched ears, and I know he’ll be alright with it in time. I just wish I could come to my birthday dinner looking exactly how I want to without offending him or seeming confrontational, but breaking the news between now and Monday seems rushed and awkward. Any advice?

I hope your week so far is all burritos and very few fondue forks :)

ps – One of my blog best friends turned real life best friend Nora has a weekly series called wine and love that you might like, this is an unofficial entry :)