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July 2014

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I’m Engaged!

Posted in Michy & Smiley, My Life, Real Life, Wedding.

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It’s been a long time since I’ve written here. I guess I just have to accept the fact that I am sometimes an absentee blogger! :) I do love to write, but it seems the business of life gets in the way sometimes… A shoddy excuse, but still, I stick to it.

Anyway, since the time of my last post, I’ve moved in with my boyfriend to a new town (but all our friends are there), AND most exciting of all, he proposed! It was a total surprise to me, which is pretty hard to do. I knew he was going to at some point but I 100% didn’t expect it on the day he chose to do it… so that was pretty funny. Probably the only time in my life I’ve actually been surprised. #YOLO

Bridezilla

So, since I’m a super Type A, I’ve already got most of our planning done. My fiance is a big help too, and he’s just as excited about the wedding as I am. Why does it seem like the typical response is for the girl to do everything and the guy to not care/not help/seem disinterested in it? (Or girl/girl boy/boy, whatever the sitch is – basically one person doing everything and being excited and the other not.) I think as a society we put pressure on our guys to seem calm and collected whereas it’s okay (expected, even) for girls to be practically squealing out loud for 10+ months. Insanity. Anyway, I am happy and proud to say that my man is right in it with me and we are planning it together. Although I must admit to monopolizing things like making our invitations and decor choices… but he is okay with that. :)

I had never really thought about wedding stuff before this time. I thought it might be handy to write about some of the resources I’ve found and blog about the journey from Planning Stage 1 to the Big Day… Would you like to see some of that here? Might be helpful for girls like me who didn’t already have their colour scheme picked out when they were 5. Anyway, I’ll have some posts about our process so far up soon!



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Tuesday

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May 2014

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Zucchini Salmonwiches

Posted in Appetizer Recipes, Entertaining, Food & Fitness.

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I’m not one for spending an hour to make a healthy snack, I prefer quick grab and go type things. However, my busy season has started so quick quasi-dinners in between my day job and seasonal volunteer job at night have become crucial. I made up this recipe the other day to fuel me for my volunteer job in the evenings. I usually have about 20 minutes when I get home from work before I have to leave again on these nights, so it can be pretty hard to make something healthy AND eat it within that time frame!

Zucchini Salmonwiches

Enter zucchini. My new wonder food love. I can slice it up quick and dress it up in all sorts of ways. Since I am trying out carb cycling (a few lower carb days mixed into regular carb days to spur body fat reduction, along with my training of course), this is a great low-carb, high-fat (the good kind!), high-protein meal to satisfy me for hours. It really hit the spot and was tasty too. Just don’t skimp on the black pepper – it’s the secret!

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You can change this up to suit you too. I probably would have added green onions if I had any at the time – so try that, or different spices. My favourite product I used for this was the Vegenaise. It’s just like mayonnaise but entirely clean, healthy, real and good for you. This is one I buy and it’s sold at Save-On Foods and Overwaitea in Canada, but your store might have something similar too.

Try it out for a quick light dinner or for some party appies – your friends won’t even know they’re super healthy. ;)

Zucchini Salmonwiches
Serves 1
Healthy low-carb snack or light dinner!
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Prep Time
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Prep Time
5 min
Total Time
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Ingredients
  1. 1 zucchini, sliced
  2. half a can of wild pink salmon
  3. 1 tbsp Vegenaise (or mayonnaise)
  4. 1 tsp black pepper
Instructions
  1. Mix up everything except the zucchini slices (obviously). Place some of the mixture on a zucchini slice. I found the easiest way was to press it on with a fork. Top each one with another zucchini slice to form little sandwiches. Then dust with more black pepper on top. Nom!
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Friday

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April 2014

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My Vintage Body

Posted in Fitness, Food & Fitness, Opinion, Real Life.

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I am not thin. I am not overweight. I’m in the middle in a healthy body. Actually even as I type that I see there’s something wrong with it because people who are really thin can still be healthy and people who are overweight can still be healthy too. Health depends on so much more than just weight (diet, exercise habits, genetics, environmental exposure, hydration, chemical exposure ETC!). Anyway, that’s not really what I want to discuss today. I am bringing up everyone’s favourite topic of female body image and ideals in today’s society. Wheeeee.

You keep saying shit like that you're gonna get punched

It’s confused me for awhile now. Until recently (the past year), I have never owned a scale, never counted calories, never obsessively thought much about my body, diet, exercise habits, protein intake, how my butt looks in shorts or – god forbid – a bathing suit. I just lived life. Now, I’m not sure if approaching my thirties has more to do with it than other factors, but last year I suddenly found myself 20lbs heavier than I ever was. So I watched what I ate, exercised, started learning about nutrition and fitness and I dropped that weight. I’m back to my normal body now. Hooray! Right? Well, no.

I must say I am happy to have learned so much (and continuing to!) about nutrition especially, as I eat a way healthier diet now and I love it. I feel so much better inside. But back to the outward appearance part. So, I got a boyfriend about two years ago. It’s pretty great. Over these past two years (and last year especially), I’ve grown more and more insecure about my body  and general appearance whereas before I never used to care. I have no idea why. My boyfriend likes my body. He tells me all the time. So why am I getting more insecure instead of less?

In the words of George Costanza, “We are living in a society here people!”. Okay, I’m not one of those people who says society is at fault for everything and blah blah but… in this case, just a little bit. Like well, a lot. Not the entire amount of fault, but a lot. Since other people often say things much better than I do, watch this interview I saw with Sheryl Sandberg on The Colbert Report… It’s about leadership, not body image, but the principles of what she’s saying are the same: encouragement and the perception of women who stand up for themselves. Watch it:

 

 

I find that my opinion of myself changes on a daily basis. I’m sure a lot of women can relate. One day, I think, “To hell with it, I’m gonna wear a bathing suit if I damn want to,” and the next I think, “Oh god, I could never wear something like that, I’m too fat.” I have what would’ve been the perfect body in the 1960s. I have a Marilyn Monroe body. Curvy, big hips, a bit of cellulite on the backs of the thighs, but no major “imperfections” as people would call them. I would’ve been all the rage back then.

But now, society wants skinny girls, as thin as possible while still being healthy of course (oh, of course), and even for fit girls with muscle, well you better have some girly thinness going on somewhere. But most important of all, whatever shape you are, society will not tolerate cellulite. It’s like having a radioactive bomb strapped to you – no one will come near you and your explosive cellulite. Get your cellulite away from me! Have you heard that one weird tip to get rid of it? (Thanks, Google Ads.)

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I got a bit of jiggle when I wiggle. My butt is bigger than every other part of me combined (that’s just science). And yes, even with my body fat percentage hovering just above the “fitness” category and on the very low end of the “healthy” category, I have cellulite. My body is vintage. Get used to it, world. (Aaaand tomorrow I will probably go back to gazing longingly at shorts hanging in a store window wishing I could wear that because it just wouldn’t be socially respectable of me to show the world my backside cottage cheese situation.) Ugh.



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Wednesday

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April 2014

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Life Goals for a 27 Year Old Woman

Posted in My Life, Opinion, Real Life.

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What are the life goals for a 27 year old woman supposed to be now? I’ve been asking myself this a lot lately.

When we’re younger, we have goals of what we’ll be when we grow up – a firefighter, a doctor, a pilot, or in my case, a kangaroo. When we’re a bit older than that, we have goals for school grades and university acceptance, to buy a car and for when to move out of our parents’ house and so on. A bit older than that, it’s find a job, then find an actual decent job, then buy a house (or rent, whatever). But what if you’ve done all those things already? Then what?

Is it pessimism if I say, "That's bullshit, damn cookie!"

Is it pessimism if I say, “That’s bullshit, damn cookie!”

Well, I skipped over a bunch. I never really went to university, I didn’t get my driver’s license until later than most, I didn’t care about boyfriends, etc. But long story short, I did the major ones – I finished school, I got a job, then a better job, I bought a (town)house. And I even have a boyfriend to boot. Awesome.

So now what am I supposed to do? Career goals? What does that even mean anymore, to have a “career goal”? Is it a particular job title, a role, a promotion, a certain salary in mind, or switching careers entirely. I don’t even know what I want. I like my job, sure, and I can picture doing it for a very long time, but in a nonlinear career path like mine in the creative/marketing sphere, what is the next rung of the ladder? Am I supposed to leave my small firm for a big one? I like this small firm. And as for following my intuition – well, where is that bitch nowadays, huh?

How do I break into this "subconscious filing cabinet" you speak of?

How do I break into this “subconscious filing cabinet” you speak of?

Don’t even get me started on the issue of career vs. children. I am not sure what to think about that yet (mostly because I don’t have kids), but somehow I think it’s still rather impossible to have it all… I’d love some opinions on this from career-driven mamas out there.

I do not feel in control of my life. How can I create goals when I feel I have no control over accomplishing them? This is what I’ve been wondering lately. I assume this is typical of most 20-somethings… Probably everyone, really. How do you cope with such crazy worries in your head? Or, unlike me, do you have your life goals all figured out?

3, 2, 1... Reach for the stars! Or not.

3, 2, 1… Reach for the stars! Or not.



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Monday

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April 2014

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The Amazing Chelsea Handler Live in Seattle

Posted in My Life, Real Life.

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I AM DYING. My boyfriend and I went to see the amazing, stellar, magnificent human being known as Chelsea Handler live in Seattle on April 18th for her “Uganda Be Kidding Me” live tour. I’ve been looking forward to this trip for SO long! I think my boyfriend even enjoyed it. I’ve been forcing him to watch her show, Chelsea Lately, with me every night and I think he secretly likes it. The show was a bit expensive, including our hotel, but after discovering her books last year and her talk show this year, I am in the midst of full-blown ChelseaMania. If you’re curious, the main symptoms include increased vodka consumption, not giving a fuck, and calling everything around you a “nugget”.

I won’t give the show away, but if she’s coming to a city near you then I highly suggest you go. I almost peed myself in the theatre (I’m sure some people did).

My boyfriend and I waited in the border crossing lineup for 6 hours which included a super-trusting moment for me where I let him inch my car up in first gear through the line while I ran down the highway, arms flailing, looking for a cafe in order to use their bathroom. It was an intense moment for sure. I don’t let anyone drive my car so I would say that’s the equivalent of me proposing to him.

After the show, I got my book signed by Chelsea. She is much smaller in person! You know when you watch a celeb on TV or see them perform and you somehow think they are so tall and, whatever, they aren’t. She is hot up close too. Anyway.

I had about 0.5 seconds to say something clever and nice to her without being like, “omgz I loves you” or something lame like that. I was so nervous! When it was my turn, she took my book and smiled and said, “How are you?” and I blurted out, “I love all the shit that comes out of you. (pause) Literally.” … UMMM Why did I add the “literally” and make it super weird and awkward?! OMG. Since she told a story about food poisoning during her show, she smiled and replied, “I know, right, geez that was embarrassing”. AHHHHH. Well, at least it made her smile. But still one of my top ten most awkward moments of my entire life. *facepalm*

Chelsea Handler Live in Seattle



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