I’m a f***in idiot…..

I can seriously say that this is the dumbest thing I have ever done and I’ve done some really dumb things in my lifetime. Mr C wanted to go camping in our van Hannah, reluctantly I agreed. “It will be great” he said “we will have so much fun, it’s going to be a glorious weekend.”

It lashed it down and we spent most of our time sat under this gazebo. Even Eric wasn’t impressed.This ine

So what else do you do when you’re camping and it’s lashing down with rain. If you’re Canadian,  you’d likely put on a waterproof and go hiking but no, Mr C had done a great job getting me to agree to go camping in the first place, there was absolutely no way I was going hiking in the rain when I had no where to dry off and  chill afterwards. In hindsight, we should have done exactly that though, maybe then, we wouldn’t have been so fuckin dumb……..

We were probably about half way through the box of wine (oh, don’t judge, it was lashing down, what else were we supposed to do) when Mr C first bought up the subject. It was a strategic move, he knows that after a few glasses of wine my inner Beyonce comes out of hibernation stretching her “we can do anything positive bullshit attitude.” The conversation went something like this:

Mr C: “babes we should do a racing the planet event”

Me: “what’s that?”

Mr C: “A race across the Atacama desert in Chile”

Doesn’t sound bad eh, in fact it sounds pretty awesome. We can go to Chile taste all the good wine and the food, maybe pop to Bolivia. We’ve never been to South America so we would be crossing off another continent (only one more to go after that (smug AF and don’t care)).

Me: “sounds fab babes let’s do it. Can you refill my glass.”

Mr C: “of course babes just completing our registration.”

And that was how I managed to get myself signed up for a 250 km multi-day ultra marathon through a fuckin desert. We leave next week with the race starting the following Saturday. Am I prepared? I get asked this all the time and no, I am shitting myself! This really is the dumbest thing I have ever agreed to do. Much dumber than starting a riot in the desert or strategically throwing up after day drinking tripple, tripple Baileys to keep up with the lads (remember that Pale & Interesting, when they wouldn’t let us leave camp until we paid our tab down the pub on adventure training?? Still think they were out of order for increasing the price of our drinks because it was after 5 pm).

Anyways, so yeah we’re are taking part in a Racing the Planet event at the end of September. Here’s a video of stage 1 of the race.

The good thing is, that I am doing this with Mr C, who has made me do lots of dumb things that I never would have done if it wasn’t for him. Such as, scuba diving in the terrifying ocean (my massive fear) becoming a certified Rescue Diver, reaching the summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro (he dragged up the last part after I almost fell apart at the false summit) and snowboarding (well that was actually a fuckin disaster that saw me throw a  full on tantrum on a mountain) but you see where I’m going with this. I know it’s going to mad hard but how boring would it be if we were just going to an all inclusive to chill for a week in Hawaii (I am so booking our vacations next year).

So my lovely friends, as this is going to be mad hard will you please be so kind as to make a donation to one of our chosen charities. We have chosen two charities, one Canadian and one British. The Canadian one is the BC SPCA we wanted to support this charity because they support animals with their tag line being ‘speaking for animals’. As you all know Eric is our boy and we absolutely love him to pieces. Dogs are awesome, they teach us so much and give us their unconditional love and loyalty, yet some cretins treat them so badly, taking them into their homes welcoming them into the family only to discard them when it no longer suits. I have read numerous stories about dogs being found abandoned, waiting in the same place for days for their owners to come back. Fortunately, there are charities out there that give these dogs another chance at the life they deserve, such as the BC SPCA, who welcome any donations in order to keep this work up.

Click here to donate.

Eric
Thanks for your donation. Love Eric x

Our British charity is Veterans Aid. They are an amazing charity who assist veterans in crisis, regardless of time served. The reason we chose these guys is because simply, they provide assistance to Veterans who are in crisis with much of their work focused on providing homeless Veterans with shelter.

It’s hard to describe the camaraderie you experience when in the military, for me, I can honestly say that joining the Army saved me from a life that doesn’t bare thinking about. I remember the first day I put on my uniform and stood with my fellow recruits on the parade square. I looked like what we would call a ‘bag of shit,’ my uniform was not ironed very well, my boots did not shine and my feeble attempt of putting my crazy hair into a nice tidy bun under a hair net was pathetic. My Corporal shouted/screamed at me in a Welsh accent that I indeed did look like a “bag of shit” and proceeded to take the piss out of my accent, nicknaming me Shanahana ding dong. Despite all this, as I stood there listening to other recruits being told similar, this feeling went through me. It’s hard to describe but it was physical, it felt safe, like belonging, like I had finally found my home.

The first friend I made shared the same room as me, I think there was 8 bunks but can’t remember. We became friends after she plucked my eyebrows for the first time ever and I accidentally dropped a bottle of her perfume (I was devastated, I’d never had perfume before and saw it as a massive luxury). You’d think we wouldn’t become friends but we became the best of friends, which got me through basic training, the many jail visits and the first half of my military career!

Being in the military was like having a massive family, the years I spent in, saw me form my chosen family of  amazing supportive people. Even those that I am no longer in touch with played a part in who I am today and for that I will be forever grateful. Not everyone who leaves the military have the support needed to transition into a ‘civvy’ and without that support it is so tough. Veterans can find themselves struggling and in need of help, that’s where Veterans Aid comes in. In 2018, Veterans Aid homed 154 people, they need funds in order to continue the work they do.

Click here to donate

Me
Thanks for your donation. Love Shanahana Ding Dong

You will be able to follow us some how on this crazy race, I will post details once I know how that works.

Many thanks for any donations and have a fab weekend.

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It’s Not You It’s Me

As I pulled poo (which was stuck to my hair) out of Eric’s bum for the second time, it hit me that I would literally do anything for this guy, he has me firmly wrapped around his little finger!

When we moved to Vancouver from Edmonton, I totally underestimated the effect it would have on him, which didn’t become apparent until he started his new day care; it was going so well, everyone loved him, he came home exhausted from playing and even had a couple of girlfriends.

Then we got the call that there had been an incident and if we could go and pick him up. Eric had started a fight for no apparent reason and the staff (who were excellent) thought that it would be best if he didn’t go to day care for a while or until he is a bit more settled.

I of course  got home and did some extensive Google work; have I ruined my dog, is he turning aggressive because we changed his environment, WHAT DID I DO WRONG!

Since the incident we have been nervous at the dog park tensing every time another dog approached him. There was a massive dog who did have a go at Eric one Saturday but Eric held his own and I think it was more of a male ego thing (like when dickhead men chest push each other) anyway no one got hurt so all good.

So now I think that Eric is being tense at the park as I am so nervous and therefore it’s not him but totally me and something that I need to work on. Open to any tips or words of wisdom.

In other news Mr C called me boring the other night WTF! We were out with friends and I was telling them all about Eric and he said “you sound like one of those Mums boring people about their children.” I’m sure they were thoroughly interested in my poor fur baby’s issues………………..#DontbeatwatNath

Eric

Bore Off With Ya Smashed Avocado!!

We met up with some friends on Saturday afternoon and I chose for us to meet in an Irish pub downtown; they arrived excited as they had checked the menu and saw that they served fish & chips but also Pork scratchings woop woop! Excitedly they looked at the menu but then got confused as neither was listed. We asked the server thinking maybe it’s some secret need to know menu.

What followed next led to the title of this post. Did our server say “we’ve ran out or we don’t serve them on Saturday’? No, the response was “oh the menu changed just yesterday, we no longer serve Pork scratchings or fish and chips and we no longer have a fries menu.” “Okay, so what are you serving instead of fish & chips” we asked. “Gnocchi” was the response; yes you read that right, this Irish pub had replaced fish & chips with gnocchi wtf!

We could not believe it, what is going on with food places these days? Well that was it, we all went into overdrive, which is why we got onto the subject of Avocados. Our friends described how they went to six places looking for a decent breakfast but was met with a lot of menus offering ‘Smashed Avocado.’ Like what does that even mean, did you mix it in a bowl, throw the Avocados at the wall or smash them on the ground before throwing them on toast!

Shit got even more heated when mid rant one of us spotted a young chap getting out of his car wearing jeans that were evidently to short but worst of all…….he was wearing shoes with no socks, noooooooo arghhhhhh whyyyyyyyyy! As this confident looking Millennial with his great tan and floppy hair swaggered off he had sent us into overdrive. Needless to say when our server came over to ask if we would be ordering food, it was a resounding no!

It did get me wondering what the Baby Boomers thought of my generation, were they all like “bore off with poached eggs”!

In other news Eric was giving a clean bill of health this morning and was very happy that he didn’t have to get a thermometer stuck up his arse. He fully approves of his new Vet.

Anyways I’m off to Pinterest to find some recipes to use up the two ripe Avocados sitting on the side in my kitchen……..

Me & Eric

Eric being thankful.

A Cuppa in Bed

I didn’t run today, I just didn’t feel like it. Mr C got up first and asked if I wanted a brew which was a lovely idea so that’s exactly what I did. As I was drinking my tea in the warm confines of my duvet with Eric snuggling me (Eric is our dog), I did contemplate getting up and running but that’s as far as I got. Don’t be judgey, I’m sure even Paula Radcliffe would forgo a run to chill with a cup of tea in bed!

What I did do this morning is go to the library, I haven’t been to a library to check out a book since I was a small child and then I spent half my time trying to convince the Librarians to give me an adult card.  The Librarian I spoke to this morning didn’t appear to be in the best of moods when she said I could use the self serve check out and had to ask where they are. “Right behind you” she told me in a deadpan voice. She didn’t even grin when I replied “sorry first time in a library.” The book I got was ‘the life-changing magic of tidying up’ by Marie Kondo. I hate tidying and cleaning, I fully expect this book to turn me into a domestic goddess!

Anyways, it’s 1st December which means tree day woop woop, I am so excited it’s ridiculous. We are buying our tree from a family run tree lot just a few blocks away and even the thought of carrying it home like you see people doing in the movies is making me break out grinning.

In other news Mr C has been offered a Project Management role and been accepted to study for his MBA. I fear that he is going to be very busy and I’m going to lose my only member of staff, wtf!

 

I Raced a Boat!!

I really did, just this morning on my run and I won. The driver (no idea what you call a boat person) was giving it his all and the crows were cheering for me encouraging me to go faster. At least that is what was happening in my head! In reality I don’t think the boat driver even saw me and the crows, well lets be honest, they can’t cheer can they. But I did run this morning woop woop!

Mr C booked us a fab place for our celebratory dinner last night called Mission it was so yummy. We had the tasting menu with wine pairings which was optional (as if you would have dinner without wine) and we were not disappointed. It was the best meal out we’d had in a long time, it was the type of food that made you do that little appreciation dance in your chair (you know the one right, it’s not just me). There was five courses and we were full once we had finished though this did not stop us from throwing in a cheese board.

In addition to the amazing food and lovely atmosphere our server Rachelle was very knowledgeable about wine which makes sense as she is a Sommelier! I also liked that she didn’t laugh at me when I asked if the crackers made out of potato starch were made by boiling potatoes and using the potato water….so plausible.

In other news, Mr C had to pull poo out of Eric’s bum this morning apparently this was due to my hair getting everywhere. Just to clarify Eric is our dog!