Being the Prodigal Daughter

I was once told that being a perfectionist can often hurt our relationship with God. I believe it. I always go into a cycle where I feel such joy and peace from His presence, but the day after I retreat back to my little bubble and forget how wonderful it was to be close to Him.…

Silk, Lace and Taffeta

After dance class today, my girlfriends and I made a trip downtown for the new museum exhibit of film costumes. Many of the costumes (okay, all of them) were time period pieces which made the experience all the more interesting! Take a look and see if you recognize any of these works of art! Phantom…

Teaching ESL… in Québec?

I started my TESL (Teaching English as a Second Language) course two days ago! It’s been going really well so far! There are only four people in my class, including the instructor so I already feel quite comfortable and open with the group. The only downside is that it takes me an hour to get…

Eine kleine French Musik

You already know that I am a musical fanatic as well as an admirer of all things French. What you might not know is that since I was young, I have had a great appreciation and love for classical music. And though I haven’t the slightest inclination to become a musician, I find solace in…

Remedy for Grey Skies

Well it’s been a while since I’ve baked, hasn’t it? And I thought to myself today – why not battle the gloomy weather with a batch of warm Oatmeal Craisin Cookies? I had actually learned of this recipe while living with a friend last year during university as she was an avid baker. She had used…

Language Crisis in Canada?

According to  this article from the National Post, in about two decades, less than half of Montréal’s inhabitants will speak French. And the reason is not because of anglophones pushing for more English – no, it is because of the influx of a new group called “allophones”. They are immigrants whose native tongue is neither English…

One Of The Seven

I have six best friends. We go back more than fifteen years where we met each other at different times in elementary school. We were not your typical group of school girls who played jump rope, hopscotch or giggled over boys. No, we built a restaurant out of grass, made ourselves business cards with the…