Holidays with a Newborn

Love, style

I’ve been noticeably busy. Lol

I am planning a post about what to wear while caring for and feeding an infant. Planning. Everything takes longer and best laid plans get complicated and deterred.

Then comes the holiday season. The holiday show must go on. And we made merry like it was no big deal. We are getting the hang of things.

Our son is now two months old and we are smitten. From tree-side selfies to family party snaps … I’ll let the pictures do the talking.

Dabbing his way through the holiday.

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Thanksgiving is for Family … and tongue in cheek pop culture references. 

Foodie, Indulge

I love holidays with my family, especially ones involving great food and wine. 

Fortunately for us lucky Canucks, our holiday this Thanksgiving was spent in Niagara on the lake. At Trius winery, we took a tour of the Vineyard on their special “Walking Red” tour, which paired four different, delicious red wines, including a Merlot, Cabernet Franc, Cabernet Sauvignon, and their outstanding blend, called the Trius Red – with four mouthwatering amuse Bouches. 

The barrel is labelled to indicate whether it is French or American oak, and what year the barrel was first put into use. After five years they are rotated out and replaced. Below is a picture of the tasting room, on our barrel room tour; in the champagne seller the walls are 17 feet deep and stacked with thousands of bottles of sparkling wine (which can’t be called champagne due to region propriety, though it is made in the champagne style).  

They even have their own winery kittens scampering about the premises   The icing on the proverbial cake was getting to take my soon-to-be sister-in-law wedding dress shopping! If you celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving, I hope it was spent in the warmth and love of family and friends! 


To my American friends, I have to ask, was that a debate as painful to watch for you as it was for us? 

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Art, Open Letters

Every coming out story is set in a small town. Whether urban, suburban or remotely rural … When you are dealing with family, the stories we tell, the people who have known us our whole lives and who make up our world, changing how others tell the story of your life, and questions like ‘what will everyone think?’- it doesn’t matter what locality or geography surrounds that experience as much as it matters that it can feel like your whole world is shattering. Your piece of it, big or small, will never feel the same again. I just watched a film and although I will never know what it’s like to live in Oklahoma … I have lived moments of heartbreak like that film.