Saved by the Bell cast on Jimmy Fallon

>> Saturday, February 7, 2015

Just when I didn't think I could like Jimmy Fallon more than I already do, he somehow managed to get the cast of Saved By the Bell together for a small reunion. I think the whole 30-40 something year old world has seen it by now, but just in case you haven't, take a look here:

Now tell me you weren't smiling the entire time. You were , weren't you? So funny. So clever. This video got 19 million views in the first day. That doesn't suprise me one bit. Here are my random thoughts:

1- How come these people don't age? They could all still pass for their teenage characters. Either they have an excellent makeup team or they are very friendly with botulinum toxin.

2- Why does Mark Paul Gosselar (sp?) look so awkward? I'm telling myself it's because he's trying not to laugh. There are definitely a few times where it seemed it like they were all having a very hard time keeping it together. But Zack Morris looked super nervous to me. It was a little like pulling teeth wasn't it?

3- On the flip side, Mario Lopez IS A.C. Slater. Isn't he? He felt the most effortless to me. Like he just picked up where the show left off. I can't decide if it's because that's his personality of if he's just that good of an actor.

4- I love these characters!! This little bit just made me want to watch all the seasons all over again. What a great show.

5- I really do enjoy Jimmy Fallon. I love that he's always game for a good time and I find him extremely talented. He's kind of a jack of all trades, isn't he? I love how good he's become at making people laugh. And I love how he's truly changed television for the better (ahem, kardashians).

Such a fun time. Like many of you, I grew up on Saved by the Bell. I watched all the seasons, including the college season and I was ridicously happy when Zack and Kelly finally got married.

Thanks Jimmy Fallon. This was awesome.

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Some exciting news on the horizon....

>> Saturday, January 24, 2015

Back to the blog....!!

Some exciting Milestones news is coming up very soon. I'm trying to fix glitches on this blog, and may even have a new website to show you.....

Stay tuned.....

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Download Milestones 2 for free!

>> Saturday, February 22, 2014

Blogging from my phone so this will be a super short post. I had to share though that for a limited time only (one day in fact), Milestones 2 (Return to Camp) is free to download on kindle! Tell all your friends,
Post it on every social media site you own and make sure to download it too! Click here:

Am diligently working on Milestones 3 and hoping for a spring release. More blogging to come soon!
Have lots to share,

Thanks for your support!!

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Becoming a native

>> Friday, February 14, 2014

Those who have been reading my blog know I consider myself to be, first and foremost, a Canadian. I am a poutine eating, hockey loving, snow appreciating, Tim Horton's addict. I eat Swiss Chalet with the best of them, hate light beer and love to ski in the snow. But I just gave myself away. A true Canadian would not clarify where they love to ski. Skiing, to a Canadian implies snow. Skiing, to a Texan, could either be in the snow or on water. Therefore, a Texan calls it "snow-skiing". Which brings me to my blog topic of the day.

I have now lived in Texas for almost 5 years (holy crap time flies). Moreover, I've been a non-Canadian for the last 9 years. Essentially since I began medical school. So, I haven't lived in Canada for the last 9 years. A few years ago, I was still a die-hard Canadian. The question "Where are you from?" inevitably was followed by an instinctive "CANADA!" - as if my life depended on it. I would still sing "Oh Canada!" in my head whenenver the Star Spangled Banner would play around me. But somewhere along the way, I lost my accent. Then, I started getting used to warm weather. Very used to it. After that, I stopped saying "eh" as much. And most recently, I started to sound like a Texan. I may or may not even sometimes be using the word "y'all". And now, when people ask where I'm from, I uh....I hesitate. I explain. I ramble. "Well, I'm living in Texas but really I'm from Canada, but I haven't lived there in almost a decade".

I will still never get used to scorpions, snakes and the vicious Texan bees and wasps, but I prefer the winter here to the one I used to put up with up north. My daughters are both Texans. Plus, I have no plans to move back up north any time soon. Which begs the question: when does one become part of the society in which they live? Madonna once got in trouble for adopting an English accent, after she had lived there for several years. People made fun of her. I believe the same thing happened to Gwyneth Paltrow who used the word "lift" instead of "elevator" or something of the sort. But isn't there a statute of limitations on that? Isn't there a point, after you've adapted to a new environment, after you've lived there for a certain amount of time, where you become a native? A point where people cut you some slack? A time when native people start treating you like one of their own? When does that point exist? I've accidentally said the word "y'all" a few times when talking to my best friends and both of them have blown it off. It's like they've accepted it. My red cheeks however, are still a dead giveaway that it's still not an instinct for me. It's a slip. I still remember when my best friend M lived in Australia for a year. At one point we had the following conversation:

Her: And I made a dish, with chicken, and veggies and capsicum.
Me: What?
Her: What what?
Me: What did you say?
Her: Capsicum?
Me: Yah. What the (censored) is that?
Her: Oh you know, bell peppers.
Me: OH. COME. ON!!!!!!!!!!!!
Her: WHAT?
Me: You've only lived there for a year!!! It's a bell pepper! Stay strong! It's not a mobile! It's a cell phone. You sell out!

And she proceeded to tell me that she was merely adapting to her new environment and that it was second nature to her to use those words. That nobody in Australia knew what the heck a bell pepper was so she was used to saying it that way. I, on the other hand, expected her to switch back and forth. When speaking to Canadians, say "bell pepper". When in Australia, say capsicum. She refused. And she kept using the Australian terminology while we continue to making fun of her every time she used the word "mobile". Now, she could easily point out how the tables have turned. Because here I am, y'all-ing all over the place.

Have any of you seen the Friends episode were Monica and Phoebe meet up with their old friend (can't recall her name) who was in town from London? And she leaves them a message on their answering where she has an english accent and they make fun of her? Monica basically yells at the answering machine: "YOU'RE FROM YONKERS!! YOUR LAST NAME IS BUFFAMONTEEZI!!"

Same question applies: Is Monica right for making fun of her? Or should we cut the friend some slack and let her adapt to her new environment? So my question for you is, what do you think I am? At this I even a Canadian anymore? I don't talk like one, I don't act like one, and I haven't been there in 10 years. But as far as comparisons go, I have still lived more time in Canada than I have in Texas. So will I become a Texan when my time here exceeds my former time in Canada? FYI - that would be another 15 years. (Wait. Hold the phone. Suddenly I realize I'm getting old and this conversation is depressing me. Why am I not still 25??! Sigh....Oh well.) All this to say, that over the last year, I've felt more like a Texan and occasionally, I see parts of my former Canadian self fading away...That's not necessarily a bad thing. It took me 8 years to slowly start letting go of my Canadian alter-ego. It took 8 years for me to stop following Canadian news and politics and start following the US'. It took 8 years for me to become a nashville fan and start appreciate country music (a little. Let's not get carried away here). I think Canada will always be my "home" and it will always have a special place in my heart, but there's a point where it becomes easier to conform to one's surroundings. I'm sure there's a sociology lesson in that somewhere, but as far as I'm concerned, I just may be a little Texan y'all.

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>> Thursday, February 6, 2014

Have you seen it yet?

If not, and I'm talking to you my friend Andrea up in Canada, why the heck not? This is probably the best Disney movie since....I don't know, Alladin, Lion King, Beauty and the Beast, take your pick. Though I may be one of the few fans of Tangled, clearly, it hasn't transitioned into the realm of "classic Disney movies" - though Frozen, absolutely has.

If Frozen doesn't win at least ONE Oscar (for best animated, but really, should also win for best song) , I may boycott the Academy Awards forever. It is truly one of the cutest, most endearing, funny movies I've seen in a while (including adult movies, so that says something). The music though, is pretty awesome. I think the entire movie watching world has downloaded the Frozen soundtrack by now and those who don't admit to having sung their hearts out to LET IT GO, are lying. Plain and simple.

It's the best.

My daughter has seen Frozen twice in the theater (I've never seen a movie twice in the theater before, have you?) and she's already counting down the days until it comes out on DVD. Our entire household has memorized the soundtrack and we quote the movie the same way we quote Tropic Thunder and Dumb and Dumber around here.

"We finish each other's....-"
"That's what I was gonna say!"

Though, rumor has it, that was originally a line from Arrested Development (which is fine by me because that's a show near and dear to my heart too).

There's also the notorious Olaf (the snowman) who truly provides adorable comic relief such as:

"Winter's a good time to stay in and cuddle,
But find me in summer and I'll be a.....
Happy Snowman!"

Or , my personal favorite:

"Who's the funky looking donkey over there?"
"That's sven"
"Okay, and who's the reindeer"

It may be funnier if you've seen the movie. Another interesting factoid, Kristen Bell (think Veronica Mars) sings all her own songs in this movie. I had to google that to confirm because I never pegged her as an actress who could sing. But she SINGS. Like better than Mandy Moore, sings.

Very impressive.

And now, my ipad is acting up and isn't allowing me to review my post for typos or even to scroll much further down, so more to come....BOTTOM LINE: SEE THIS MOVIE. It's worth every penny.

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Guilty pleasures

>> Saturday, January 4, 2014

Guilty pleasures. We all have them.

They make passing time a little more fun, don't they?

Today, I wanted to share with you a few of my online guilty pleasures. I have a good handful, but there are a few websites in particular I consider to be my favorite time-passers. In case you get bored, or you need a good read, here are a few sources that are guaranteed to keep you entertained.


This is my most sacred guilty pleasure. I was introduced to Lainey almost a decade ago. She is a gossip blogger from Canada, who updates her site every weekday and posts very interesting and eye opening articles about celebrities. Her blog has come a long way over the last 10 years and Lainey has become somewhat of a celebrity herself. What sets her apart from the other celebrity bloggers is her great writing style and sense of humor. If you're even remotely interested in celebrities (and if you're not, I truly commend you), I would give Lainey's site a quick visit. Trust me, you'll laugh.


I came across Kelle's site after seen a pin about it on Pinterest (my true truest of guilty pleasures). Kelle's a mom blogger who, I believe, became somewhat of an icon when her second child was born with Down's Syndrome. You can read the heartwrenching story on her website, as she bravely tells her daughter's birth story. She now chronicles her life (she has 3 young children now) and shares gorgeous photography as well.


This blogger has cancer. I believe it is/was choriocarcinoma and I know she is undergoing aggressive chemotherapy. She's quite young and also has a young daughter. I heard of her through Laineygossip actually, when the blogger's story went viral after she shared a video of her shaving off her hair. I believe the video is entitled "a rite of passage" or something like that. It's quite extraordinary and humbling. The blogger has also won a bunch of craft awards too (but I usually skip over those as I am the least craftiest woman on the planet).

4- Pinterest

Okay fine, it's not a website per se , but it may as well be. I waste way too much time on this app, and I justify it by telling myself I'm pinning things I will actually do or try. It's not at all like Facebook (lie), because I have no followers (lie) and I don't care about what others pin (double lie). But in my defense, I actually have done quite a few of the things I've pinned, and one of the reasons I love Pinterest is that it inspires me to be better. Unlike Facebook (there I wrote it down so it must be true!). So it's a somewhat productive waste of time (or so I keep telling myself).


Fitsugar is a brand. It is partnered with and gives daily updates about health, wellness and fitness. I love to peruse it once in a while. Also highly recommend it if you're in the time-wasting business.

Do you have any guilty pleasures you want to share?

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Happy New Year 2014!

>> Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Happy New Year! I can't believe it's already 2014. I truly feel like I'm from a different time, a different era. To me, oldies music includes the Beatles and Simon and Garfunkel. Kids these days consider Aerosmith to be oldies. I grew up on Aerosmith, Nirvana and Guns 'N Roses. When I see Britney Spears, I remember blaring "Baby one more time" in my dorm room in 1998. "My loneliness , is killing me..." Now, Britney is a grown up with 2 kids and the new generation of pop stars look up to her the way she looked up to Madonna. Time is a weird thing.

I love New Year's. Partially because I love new beginnings. To me, it gives me a reason, or an excuse, to start fresh. I was just having this discussion with my best friend M. She texted me, in a somewhat intoxicated state from Australia, where she celebrated the New Year hours before we would, here in North America. The string of texts started out cute and comical but before long, they had become serious and analytical (which , if you knew us, would know how a propos that is). I asked her what her new year's resolutions were. She told me she didn't believe in making them, that it's just another reason to be disappointed, and that she was always trying to better herself . She then asked me what my resolutions were. I told her I was the complete opposite of her, and that I loved making lists and resolutions and my current list was about 2 pages long. For New Year's, I like to take every aspect of my life (work, marriage, friendship, family, health) and write out how I want to better each of them. I'm usually pretty specific. Exercise 3 times a week, or drink 2 liters of water a day or CUT DOWN TEXTING (especially in front of the kids). And when the year ends, I look back on what I've done, usually in a glass-half-full type of manner. I don't care about what I wasn't able to accomplish (that gives me more to put on my list for next year).

This year, I even started two new traditions. With the birth of my second daughter, I can't tell you how complete my family suddenly seems. Being an only child myself, I never realized what the addition of a second child would do to my little family. Suddenly, I have so many more reasons to create a loving home with traditions, happiness and comfort. Suddenly, I'm complete. That's a difficult concept to understand when you didn't realize you were incomplete in the first place. It is also a difficult concept to overcome when you realize that you would feel this way with any additional child you would bear. So truly, if you are going to love each of them so much, and wonder what life was like before they were ever a part of it....where do you stop? Is that why the Duggards have a million kids? Again, as someone who never had (and never craved) any siblings, this is completely new territory for me. But I digress . The point is, I started two new traditions this year, for my kids. One is a jar (thank you pinterest), we have dedicated in the kitchen where we will write all major and great things that happen to us in 2014. At the end of the year, we will read them out loud and video record our year in retrospect. The other is a journal (thank you again, pinterest), that I'm writing for each child, starting now...that my husband and I will update, once a year, and that we will give to them in , oh...I don't know, 18 years or so.

I should also mention that I just had this Eureka moment where I wanted to purchase bottles of wine from their birth years and save it for when they turn legal drinking age and shared this brilliant idea with my husband. I'm very grateful that I have a husband who supports all these random ideas I have, most of which don't amount to anything. And to my friend , M , who worries that I will only set myself up for disappointment with all these lists and ideas, I will rebut with this: But isn't it so much fun to just plan it all? Does the execution really matter that much? It's like the Christmas tree we had this year. I wanted so badly to chop one down that I begged my husband to take us to a tree farm and gave him a saw and videotaped him sawing down an authentic tree we had all picked out. Two days later, when we had all broken out in hives from the tree, and 2 weeks later, when it almost fell over (ornaments and all) and we had to duct tape it to the wall (that's right, it happened), we could only laugh at our tree adventures....and take tons of pictures of course. So I repeat: isn't planning part of the fun? Does the end product really matter? It's a metaphor for life I'm using. The ride really is the best part, isn't it?

Case in point: I was taking a walk to the park with my daughters the other day and about 20 minutes into it, I realized my face was hurting. And then I realized it was hurting because I had been smiling the entire time. It was an ear to ear grin, as I stared in amazement at their little bodies. One talking and walking, the other cooing and smiling. Both so innocent.

I'm grateful for a new year. Did I mention my resolution to blog and write more? I'm going to try doing this from the comfort of my new ipad (which carries the risk of many typos), but oh well. Let's see how far this one goes....
Thanks for tuning in!

Stay classy San Diego (no I haven't seen Anchorman 2 yet. Must put that on expanding resolution list....)

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