Things I Learned The Month I Came Home
That saying “you can never go home again” is not true. I feel very much at home.
Novelty foods, like poutine pizza, for the most part are just that. A novelty. Not necessarily a delicious dinner.
Big kitchens aren’t all they’re chalked up to be. I spend more time walking from one end to the other than getting anything accomplished!
It’s really easy to feel sad, it’s a lot harder to remain upbeat.
Flexibility is so, SO important. I attribute regular full-body stretching to the progress I’ve made with my arm lately.
My family needs to buy one big house and live together again. I promise I’ll share the channel changer this time!
Just because Toronto “wasn’t for me” doesn’t mean I won’t have days where I really, really miss it.
Losing weight is only hard when you don’t really want to do it.
Shaved poodles are kind of frightening.
I took my fitness for granted before. I also shouldn’t have assumed it would come back quickly.
Yeast is a tricky bastard to deal with.
Even though I know I’m capable of great things, there’s nothing wrong with being ordinary if it’s what makes me happiest.