#livelovesimple Challenge - Day#11 My 10 Favourite Foods

Hello friends,

        Well, we have already reached day 11 - My 10 favourite Foods.

I think these posts are a little weird, because what am I supposed to say about the foods...? Like, am I supposed to descride how the cheese is melted on my pizza?

Such a weird post but here we go...

1. Shawarma, If you have not had the pleasure of eating some delish garlicky shawarma with rice, you are sorely missing out. So far, the restaurant who makes the best shawarma has by far been a little restaurant here in Oakville called Agabi, So. freaking. good!!!!

2. Pizza. Whoever doesn't like pizza is lying. It's pizza! What is not to like? It's dough with tomato sauce and cheese, baked to golden melted deliciousness.

3. Burgers and Fries. I love burgers and fries because there are so many ways to make it taste different. Prime example, hit up The Works Burger Bistro in Oakville. They have a full page on the menu of burger combinations. They even have burgers with peanut butter on them. I am more of the goat cheese and sauteed peppers kinda gal.

4. Mashed Potatoes. Nuff said.

5. Sauteed Mushrooms. I love a good bowl full of sauteed mushrooms with a steak. I could eat the bowl on it's own, that would satisfy me.

6. Spaghetti. I think spaghetti and meat sauce is a super quick and simple dish that truly satisfies.

7. Mashed Squash. My mom makes probably the best mashed butternut squash of life. She basically cubes and bakes this with brown sugar, onions, red and green peppers, then mashes it all up. She usually serves it up with her roast beef. Nom!

8. General Thai. I love thai food in general, but this is my favourite. I love the breaded chicken smothered in that sweet yet spicy sauce. I'm drooling.

9. Chicken Roti. I have not has a good chicken roti since my sister moved out of the Scarborough area. So far, I have not found any drool worth roti spots in this area. I love this meal because it can be more than one meal. If you go to a good spot, you usually get a massive roti that can be divided to make two potions. It's also extremely hearty.

10. Pork Souvlaki. A lemony, garlicky skewer of pork smothered in garlic sauce. Gaaaah!



I flipping love food!

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I was watching Eat, Pray, Love for the first time the other night and the only part I loved was the part where she *Spoiler Alert* goes to Italy and all she does is eat! I want to do that. I drooled the whole time.

Until tomorrow...

#livelovesimple Challenge- Day #10 Best Trip of Your Life

Hello Friends, 

         First off, I need to apologize for being so rotten about keeping up with my challenge. I have been going through some personal stuff and I just couldn't bring myself to type anything out. I will go back after I finish the challenge and complete the ones I skipped, but for now, I am just going to plug it out. So today we are going to talk about, THE BEST TRIP OF MY LIFE <---imagine this in a comic blast. 

          I got to be honest in saying that I haven't been on alot of major trips in my lifetime. When I was a few years old, I was in Texas where I met my cousins for the first and last time. The only thing I remember is that my cousin Jacob bit my finger. My Mom tells me about how I walked around for weeks holding my finger in the air and telling everyone how 'Jacob bit my finger'. The last major trip was when I was about 14 and we went to Kentucky to visit my Grandmother. The only thing I remember about that trip was listening to Enrique Iglesias all the way there and how my older brother and sister got into a fist fight. FYI: They were both married, which made them old, too old to be fist fighting over the bed. Oh, I also remember my Mom having a panic attack when we stopped singing, looked around and realized my 12 year old sister wasn't in the car after stopping to get gas...*Spoiler Alert* She was in the other car group. 

         Yeah I haven't had the pleasure of going on any major trips in my lifetime, however, let's me tell you about the best trip I have ever had. A trip full of cocktails before 11AM, falling off of trampolines, soul searching and weird confessions. It was the trip my sister and I took to our best friends cottage two summers ago. 

          I remember her telling us about her cottage when she asked us to go. I think it all sounded like fun and games until she told us that it used to be a hotel in the olden days, then I had this image of a creepy motel in the middle of no where, where would be murdered in our beds lol. Since we would literally be vegging for 4 days and not going anywhere, we went to the liquor store and stocked up. Oh, and we got some food. The first night we didn't drink until dinner but by the 3rd day, it was cocktails at breakfast. We spent most of our nights making bonfires, and by bonfires I mean a few twigs and about half the pack of Fire starters Mikayla's Dad has sent with us. Oh, and on our last night, our garbage...aaaaaaand the rest of the fire starters. Lesson learned: Don't get stuck on a desert island with us because we will starve and freeze to death. We are city girls, WE WILL FAIL YOU!

Now, shall we sit around this bonfire gif as I relate some tales from the cottage. 

         

On our first day, it was my night to make dinner. I opted for peorgies and Cesar salad. Now, Mikayla's cottage has running water, but the water comes from the lake, which means it has not been filtered.The lake me sorta bathed in, and dumped our dirty dishwater in. As we are eating our quite delicious dinner (jk, this was not my finest meal) Mikayla asked me how I rinsed the lettuce for the salad. I proceeded to tell them that I rinsed it in the sink as we all had forkfuls of salad in our mouths. You can all guess what happened to the rest of the salad. 

There was a trampoline at the cottage, and we mostly used it to tan. Before I start this story, I should explain, this trampoline was quite high off the ground. One day, as we were about to go in the cottage to make lunch, I was trying to get off the trampoline whilst lying down. I basically rolled straight off. I am pretty sure I blacked out for like a second. Needless to say Jasmine and Mikayla laughed for a solid hour after it happened. 

One more story has to do with the night we has a real bang up storm. The cottage was over the water and I'm pretty sure the wind was so strong, I felt it moving. The lights kept flickering and we thought we might die. Mikayla's room was right across from ours and we were super terrified. We decided to take our friendship with Mikayla to the next level and ask to sleep in her bed because we were legit terrified lol. I proceed to cross the hall (this was even more scary because at the end of that hall was a swinging screen door), I creak Mik's door open, I said, "Mikayla? Are you awake?",

"Yes." Says Mikayla

I chickened out of asking her to sleep in her bed. So I add libbed here...

"Just wanted to let you know there is a bad Storm outside,"

Meanwhile, her window is shaking off the pane, the lightening strikes every few seconds and the thunder is crashing...

"I know" Said Mikayla.

"K, goodnight!" i said...then quickly closed the door. 

Although it may not have been as glamorous as we expected, it was a great trip. We star gazed on the last night, it was amazing. We took a canoe ride, and I panicked while swimming to the dock. What an excellent time with our best friend. It was defiantly a trip we will remember forever. 

Until tomorrow friends...

May Blog Challenge - Day #6 What Are You Afraid Of?

Good Day friends & blog readers,

                 Today's blog challenge post-What are you afraid of?

Alright, so this could be something stupid, like, the dentist, which yes, I am afraid of but I'm not about to go on a rampage about the dentist. I could also write about my strange phobia of seeing things under water...but I have talked about that before.

            Today I'm going to talk to you about something I am actually so terrified of and super uncomfortable with. And that thing is Change. I cannot count how many times I have written a poem or journal entry with the title Change. It can't be one of the most terrifying things ever, because we are taken out of what we know and thrust into the darkness. Like, legit, if I switch the furnature around in my room, I will bump into something in the dark!

            But in all seriousness, change can mean alot of things to alot of people. I think I like the farmiliar, I like knowing what way the road ahead is winding. If I don't know what is going on around me, how can I possibly be okay?  

                I remember when I moved from my old how into my new house. The house looked almost the same because we stayed within the same complex, but my room was about 3 times smaller than my last room. I remember about a week after moving in, I literally sat in my floor and had a meltdown. I had no idea how I was going to live in such a small room! Eventually I got used to it and I now love my room.

         I guess I have been portraying change in a very negative way. There are alot times change is good. For instance, when someones health changes for the better or when we decide to change our lives for the better. But I think that is more of a gradual change, so we have time to adjust to it.

Anyways, until tomorrow friends...

May Blog Challenge - Day #4 Your Proudest Moment

Hello friends,

    Your proudest moment - today's blog post.

     This was one I was dreading because I have had so many proud moments. We all have moments where we thrive on pride because we have been complimented or had a pat on the back for reason or other. It was definitely a difficult post to come up with. And then I remembered something, a day where I decided that I was going to do what God wanted me to and what in my heart, I wanted to too. My proudest moment was July 10th, 2004, the day I was baptized as one of Jehovah's Witnesses.

     I remember being fearful because I knew I would be tested greatly. A teenaged girl in high school who was about to get baptised, how could I not be tested? But I also knew how forgiving God was, and that although I was determined to stay faithful, if I fell, God would help me back up and forgive me. But only if it was truly a mistake.

      I remember walking across the stage after I answered my affirmative yeses, and sweating like nobodies business. But I also remember the look in my parents faces when I was finally dunked. And how I felt so thankful and proud to be sopping wet. I still cannot believe it's been almost 11 years since I took the plunge (literally!) I tried finding a picture but could not find one for the life of me. 

Anyways loves, see you tomorrow! 

May Blog Challenge - Day# 4 Your Dream Job

Hello peeps!

           So, we have arrived at blog challenge day 4, You dream Job. This one was actually super difficult for me to come up with because there are so many amazing and cool jobs out there. But I think I figured it all out. This isn't a real job but it's my "dream" job, so if this was a dream, I could possibly get paid lol. My dream job is... A traveller. 

So, yes, there is no such job and just "travelling" that exists in life, that I know of anyways. I don't mean a job where I travel for work, but more of a traveler where I literally travel around and taking in the sights, sounds and smells of some of the amazing places of the world. 

Eating a baguette at a cafe in Paris, shopping in a market in Israel, eating a plate of spaghetti and meatballs in the Tuscan countryside. There are so many amazing things I want to see in this world, on this amazing planet that we walk on. Could you imagine showering in a waterfall in Costa Rica and getting paid for it? Like, duh! Who wouldn't? 

But *sigh*, sadly, No such job in this life, LOL. So, obviously, it really is my "dream' job. 

Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow loves!!