A Perfect Storm

When I stepped out of the plane last Wednesday, I took a moment to enjoy the fact that I was back in Rigolet. The air, crisp and cold, felt good on my skin.

The Ghosts Of Christmas Past

I woke up several hours ago despite my best intentions to sleep in. And while everyone else is still dreaming of sugar plum fairies, I’m sitting here with a freshly made coffee watching the snow gently fall outside the window. I’m cozy and warm, and I have exactly zero things that I have to do…

Christmasing

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas! And as such, it’s time for me to pack up and head off to an undisclosed destination for a few days of rest and relaxation. There will be food. There will be scotch. And there will be napping.

A Not So Ordinary Day

If you are following me on the Twitters or any of the other various social media that I frequent, you’ll probably already know that yesterday was a rather not so ordinary day. After flying to Vancouver Thursday night, Nic and I were up early Friday morning to head to Maple Ridge.

One More Day

The last several weeks and months have been rather hectic. Between planning for the Indigenous Mapping Workshop, finishing up a massive grant application, writing and editing papers, and trying to tie up loose ends before I head on sabbatical, it’s been a whirlwind.

If Your Friends Jumped Off A Bridge…

If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you? I could almost hear my mom saying this to me when Nic first informed me that we were only about an hour away from a potential experience of the bungee kind. Traditionally meant to make one rethink their follow-the-pack mentality, in my case, the memory of my…

The Weirdening Continues

Remember how I wrote just the other day that my life is weird, but not in a bad way? And how I wrote over a week ago that I had a series of half-finished stories that I promised I’d talk about when they came to fruition? Well, tomorrow one more of those stories comes to…

My Year Is 5 Hours Shorter Than Your Year

So it’s December 31st and the final hours of 2017 are quickly tick-tocking by. In fact, London, England will ring in 2018 in slightly less than 3 hours from now. Of course, because of the space-time continuum, or perhaps time zones, this means that my year will be shorter than your year. Because that’s how…

It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Vacation

After a week in Quebec City taking part in the Arctic Change conference, I quickly sauntered back to Guelph to snuggle Elliott, do my laundry, repack my luggage, and return to Pearson International Airport with Corey. And after 7 hours strapped into a rather swanky shiny metal lawn dart, we safely arrived in London, England.

Sleep Is Important

After several rather long days, I found myself excited by the thought of pouring myself into bed on Thursday night. I went through my typical routine – brushing my teeth and whatnot – prior to actually sliding between the sheets into blissful oblivion. While normally I only require about 30 seconds before sleep takes me,…

Research Onesies

We arrived in Happy Valley-Goose Bay Friday afternoon following a snowy ride from Rigolet onboard the Northern Ranger. While not nearly as quick as flying through the air in a glorified metal lawn dart, travelling on the Northern Ranger was a fantastic and relaxing way to make the journey while providing an opportunity to see…

That Time I Turned 42

A few days ago I turned 42, or as it’s known in some circles – the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything (thank you, Mr Adams). I celebrated the day with friends while enjoying the views of Mary’s Harbour in southern Labrador, complete with a delicious dinner of smoked salmon, fire roasted sausages, chocolate…

That Time I Tried To Fly Home

I’m currently cozied up in a rather comfy bed on the 14th floor of the Alt Hotel at the Halifax airport. In theory, I should be at this very moment hurtling through the air in a glorified metal lawn dart. Instead, I shall wait until tomorrow morning to make my great escape.

Light A Candle

Over the past few months, I’ve felt uneasy and worried when a fear mongering narcissistic demagogue was elected to the highest office in the American political landscape.  Those fears and worries only intensified as he was formally sworn into office on January 20th. And in the 10 days since he’s been in office, I’ve been beside…

My Life Is Weird II

Remember that time that I wrote about how my life is weird? Ya, well next week it gets even weirder. And I don’t mean weird bad, I mean weird good. As in, weird so good I’m doing a happy dance in my seat, grinning a grin that seems to want to break the boundaries of my…