I've been often told that I analyse things too much. Recently, I stopped to reflect upon the years gone by and paid attention to the details of my life that led me to this exact place I am today.
I just got back from my dream trip to Iceland, and let me tell you, I had the most incredible time there with friends Randy and Rene. I could go on and on about the vast, beautiful and ever changing terrain or the delish food we had (fermented shark, puffin, lots of lamb), or maybe ramble on about the new friendships we made but no amount of words can capture how important this trip was for me and how I feel today
I'm starting to sweat. I can feel a tiny droplet - a moist, salty bead trickling down from my forehead, clinging onto the very tip of my nose, ready to fall. Anytime now. Truth is, I'm sort of nervous. I've not been one to take many chances in life. Mostly everything's been carefully calculated with the usual analytical questions: should I? How much will it cost? What's the worst that can happen?
I just returned from my fabulous vacation to Cancun and finally settling into home life again. I remember two years ago after returning from the Dominican Republic, writing how tough it was to get back into the routine and feeling the Post Vacation Blues. Though I enjoyed every minute of this trip to Cancun (even when I fell ill with the the flu for two straight days), I'm just as glad to be home to feel the warmth of my apartment, my bed, Inori and my environment. There really is no place like home. We made the most of our time and I certainly have a ton of fond memories with my beloved friends and my son. From start to finish, this trip was filled with non-stop laughter, photo shoots, photo bombs, jokes, poolside fun, great dining experiences and so much more.
I can't believe it's been five months since I picked up my pen and began scribbling down notes for my upcoming book. As I've mentioned before, it's been an incredibly enjoyable experience writing Living with the Cat. This time around, I stretched my writing skills well beyond my my familiarity, immersing myself with humor, sarcasm and well-crafted anecdotes.
I hate using the phrase bucket list because it implies life's like a grocery list of to-do's. Not to mention I despise the sound of that haphazard term. Check. Done. Check. Done. Sounds rather unfulfilling when your dreams are laid out that way. So, I'm just going to call it as it is. It's a dream that's coming true!
You probably guessed it. The book's not about cats. It's a witty and satirical follow up to my first book Living with the Dragon, Healing 15 000 Days of Abuse and Shame, and takes a unique spin on looking at life. Filled with sarcastic punchlines and deep-dish insight, I'm looking forward to sharing my latest project with you.
Meal planning can get be tricky and if you have a teenage boy like mine who's appetite went from being stuffed silly eating a Happy Meal to "I'm still hungry" after devouring a 24oz prime rib steak. Costco suddenly became my best friend. I'm not one who likes to spend hours on end in the kitchen, cooking and cleaning, but if it means I get to create a great meal that scores a perfect 10 in satiety, I'm all in. We both love going to the Keg steakhouse every now and then as a treat. Our favorite is their twice baked potato to go with their melt-in-your mouth prime rib. Every time we order their twice baked potato, I often say to my son I can make this at home too. Just as good, if not better.
I've been working on my second book. You might call it the follow up book to Living with the Dragon, but it works just as well as a stand alone. I'm about 3/4 done my manuscript and I can't wait to share it with you. More to come, including teasers but I promise this one's gonna be even better. I've been having such a fun time writing again and remembering how much I enjoyed piecing together my first book.