I Just Want To Breath… Clean Air

Hello All,

I am writing to you from Edmonton Alberta.. If you are someone who is not up to date with the news, we have forest fires yet again and it is not even summer yet. In Northern Alberta, High Level and many surrounding cities are being evacuated due to progressive forest fires that are spreading. It’s sad to say that only 2 weeks ago, we still had snow. The province couldn’t handle plus 20 weather without bursting into flames… People, global warming is a serious thing! I have been here in Alberta now for the past 3 summers (2016 – 2019) and each one, we’ve suffered from forest fires. Even though I am in Edmonton which is at low risk of having a forest fire obviously, we suffer here with the smoke that blows in. Yesterday I had a meltdown… how important is it you to be able to breath fresh air? To be outdoors? To go on walks, hikes, or runs? Perhaps drive your car to work or take the bus without gagging and suffocating! Heck! I went to a grocery store after work yesterday and it was covered in smoke inside! There was a giant haze from one end to the other! As someone who lives in Canada, we get very little sun and outdoor time as it is. The winters here are long and although they are longer in Alberta…we still have 6-8 months of winter if not more. The idea of being trapped indoors all year round gives me anxiety and depression. The idea of not being able to be outside because the air quality is plus 10.. is terrifying. I had to sleep with a mask on last night because the smoke was still getting into the house even with all the windows shut, and air conditioning on. How scary is that? Even in your own home, your lungs and heart are not safe. Myself and thousands of others have been coughing and wheezing due to poor air quality. I am considered healthy, imagine the people who have respiratory conditions…babies with under developed lungs.. seniors.. How do they feel?..*shivers*

Alberta is a dryer province for sure. All year round it is super dry.. I don’t think humidity exists here in Alberta to be honest. People complain in Ontario about it being TOO humid.. I was never one of them. While Toronto has a lot of smog… you can still breath. Yes, Alberta has more snow then most provinces, but due to global warming, the snow melts at rapid speeds and cannot penetrate the ground fast enough to give it moisture. It is so dry here that the snow that falls turns to ice pretty quick. Temperatures rise fast causing a massive melt then it freezes over again. Winter is long but there isn’t enough snow.. This is not something that is going to just stay in Alberta, this is not something that will change on it’s own… WE need to make a serious change people.. this is our lives at stake here.. our children’s lives…this is our planet and we only have one.. we need to treat it with respect. It’s screaming for help right now and we are choosing to cover our eyes and ears..

I had a mother yesterday cry to me. She told me she woke up yesterday morning crying to her not even 2 year old daughter… “I am so sorry. I am so sorry I can’t give you a better life, this is not what I wanted for you”…Does this not break your heart? It breaks mine. I don’t have children… and this is one of the many reasons why. How can you bring an innocent life into this? We can barely survive! If we don’t make some serious changes, there will be no life. We need to start with being less wasteful. While recycling is good, it is not enough. We need to eliminate plastic all together. We need to invest in eco friendly vehicles. We NEED to stop littering! We need to make changes.. even if they are small.. every change counts! If we vote, we need to vote for the Green Party! Hello people! Wake up please! I know most of us live in places were we don’t suffer from forest fires or other natural disasters, but that doesn’t mean it can’t happen eventually! This is not a localized problem! Our air circulates! Our forest fire smoke has traveled as far as Ontario before and it will keep going East, North, South, West, over the fucking oceans! Hello! These are carcinogenics we are breathing in people!

There are so many little things we can do individually to start helping out!

*Carpool, take the bus, ride your bike, walk if its feasible. Or invest in EcoCar if the above are not an option.

*WASTE LESS!!!! HELLO! Start re-purposing glass jars, bottles, containers etc or purchase fancy ones if you are too good for a jar your jam use to be in… jeez..Stainless steel bottles, jars, straws, etc.. Just stop wasting paper and plastic for the love of Moses! There so many eco friendly options out there that it is ridiculous how we still choose to waste! Even things you didn’t think were possible like plastic wrap/saran wrap.. there is a solution to that too now! It’s called Bees wrap, but there are other names for it depending where you are located.

*Stop wasting electricity and water! Are you someone who stands in the shower for 45 mins doing nothing but staring at the wall thinking about what you are going to make for lunch? TURN OFF THE FUCKING WATER YOU ASSHOLE! HOW ABOUT YOU START THINKING ABOUT ALL THE DAMAGE YOU ARE CAUSING WITH YOUR WASTEFUL WAYS! Oh, you like to have your TV on all night long cause you need it to sleep? There are TV settings where you can set a time for your TV to shut off. If you are still awake at that point, maybe it is the TV causing you to be awake so find another solution! Are you someone who likes to have lights on all day long even when you are not at home? Can you explain to me what the fuck you need your bathroom light on 24/7 even when you aren’t at home? If you can give me one good reason as to why, I’ll shut my mouth.

*Consider solar panels for generating electricity… We can still do this while we have sun.. but the more pollution and forest fires we have blocking the fucking sun rays, the less this becomes doable!

There are SO many ways to help combat this problem. If we all work together in doing our part, slowly but surely, we will see a change for better future. Really, all we need to live is clean air, clean water, clean food…clothes are optional. If we don’t do something, we won’t find an inch on this planet with any of those.

I want to see this..

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High Level Alberta July 2015

 

not this..

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Real photo of High Level Alberta 4 days ago

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High Level Alberta

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Smoke coverage of Alberta and surrounding Provinces

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Hi, I’m Not Dead

So it has been exactly a month since I have returned from my trip to Europe. Am I late or what?! Late is better then never so here it goes..

On June I departed at 9 pm on my self defining journey. Did I define anything? Not a chance. Did you expect anything more from constantly confused and emotional dame like myself? I did however, make a few changes to my already complicated and beyond confusing life. Let me start off by saying zero F**k’s were given the day I left. Yup, the plane ride- didn’t care. I slept through 90% of the flight. The other 10% was pissing, eating, and complaining that I couldn’t breath. I was violently ill with a sinus infection and was prescribed a nasal spray that was eating a hole through my nasal cavity and possibly causing brain damage. On top of that, really weak antibiotics that WERE NOT helping. So cabin air = death. By the way, this is a big deal to me because, flying gives me major anxiety. So kudos to me for not even having to tranquillize myself (that and the doctor wouldn’t give me any!…Sad face)

When I arrived in England, it was pure chaos. Matt and myself were essentially running around London England with a our luggage. Well, more like Matt was running around.. I was dragged..I would pass out standing leaning up against my luggage any chance I got. Or falling asleep in the tube. It took us a total of 3 hours to locate and arrive at the BnB we had pre-booked like a month in advance.

Moving on, I had explained in previous posts that Matt’s soul purpose of travelling to London England was to complete a soccer course to become a licensed soccer coach. So, that’s what he did. Me, I was left to my own devices. That means, sightseeing and wondering around would have to be by myself. Not a completely terrible thing. Unless, you are horrible with maps, directions, and even worse, walking. The next day after arriving, I decided to go sightseeing while Matt attended his soccer course. I prepared myself the night before with simple directions. Besides, I had my trusty iPhone and its wonderful map functions.

I set out on my adventure in the morning to visit the University of Greenwich. It took me a total of 7 footsteps from the front door to make-out with the side walk. I can’t even lie and pretend that I tripped on anything other then air. Not even 2 minutes from the house and I had bloody knees and wrists. I quickly stood up, brushed myself off, and carried on down the street. Did you know you can get lost with a map? I did! 20 or 30 minutes later, I had become completely LOST. I found a small little park with a pond and some benches and decided to sit down to attempt on locating MYSELF…After failing miserably, I  choose to ask someone in passing for directions. A pleasant young mother with her 2 children walking by seemed like a good option. After being so kind as to point my in the right direction, she then asked with concern if I was okay. When saying yes thank you, I’m fine, she quickly responded with “Are you sure? You are bleeding everywhere” (in a cute British accent of course) I had totally forgot the fact I had fallen and torn apart all four of my limbs due to the fact that being lost took precedence. I assured her I was fine and thanked her kindly for all her help. Then I spat in my sleeve and whipped off the blood from my knees and wrist like anybody would do. Right?

After a gruesome 2 hour walk on what I might add, their side walks are a complete shit show! It’s like walking on the aftermath of a level 8 earthquake! Cracks and lifted pavement, tree roots bursting through the ground every which way! It’s a nightmare! My poor ankles were swollen and bruised for days!!! We are so spoiled with our side walk conditions here in Toronto. Jesus. Back to my story, I made it, alive and in one piece. I stayed there for 3 hours, wandering around, checking out the city. It was beautiful to say the least. That and I was not about to hit it and leave after it took me FOREVER to get there. Got lost on my way home too! Shocker… In a roundabout…My God! I felt like a prairie dog popping out from every exit possible! Needless to say it took me 2 hours to get home when the iPhone clearly states it would of  only taken me 30 minutes if I followed their “suggested” route…. IF I KNEW HOW TO USE A MAP! >.<

This was a daily routine, although, by day 4 it got better. I wasn’t AS hopeless as I started off. Besides, this was the first time I had done anything like this by myself, ever!

Still, I was no closer to figuring out what I was going to do with my life when I  got back to Canada. I did my daily routine of Kijiji searches for jobs or explored University and College websites in hopes of finding something that would peek my interest.

On June 18th we arrived in Porto, Portugal and were being picked up by his Aunt and Uncle to be taken to Vigo, Spain. We were there till about the 25th then headed back to Portugal by a 6 hour bus ride where we stayed in Caldas da Rainha with his Grandparents. Needless to say this time was obviously spent with him and his family sightseeing. Which to be quite honest, wasn’t that bad.

The most interesting day was the 30th, the day before we were heading out back to England. It was a beautiful day, got alot of sightseeing done, almost died from regurgitating my internal organs. It was the weirdest thing. We had just all finished lunch and were now heading to one of this Uncle’s houses, when all the sudden, I started getting a really bad migraine. I tried closing my eyes in the car ride there. But the drive made it worse. Nausea set and in no time, I was screaming for the car to be pulled over so I could expel my soul from my mouth. It was like watching one of those bad movies about the exorcist of Emily Rose. I fell to my knees in a ditch and began ejecting lunch and a very expensive bottle of wine. All I remember was Matt getting out of the car and as he was walking towards me, saying the most insensitive and irritating commentary of life. “Maybe you shouldn’t drink so much wine”…”Well now you have room for dinner”.. and the worst by far .. “Don’t you dare cry”… Honestly? Can you F***ing lend a hand maybe? Hold my hair? Dare ask if I’m okay?!? What seemed like forever of endless spew-age lasted a grand total of 5 minutes. UGH! I hate Hate HATE! throwing up! *cries* and yes…I do cry when I puke.

This only got worse. They ended up meeting up with his Uncle at some smoke house that is literally all about barbecued meat of all sorts. I love meat. But when I’m nauseous, the smell can drive me up the wall. I must of vomited another 2 times outside of this restaurant. The bathroom was a no go because it reeked of some perfume potpourri shit. Which of course, made my head spin and my stomach turn. I decided it would be best if I would just stay in the car while they ate and lye down. You know, die alone, by myself in the back of a car in a foreign country. I past out for about 15 minutes at a time with interruptions of up-chucking. Matt was kind enough to check on me about an hour later to see if I died or not. How sweet. Unfortunately, when he came to check on me, he had spooked me awake. This resulting in more puking in which I barely got out of the car for. I puked at the side of the car…while Matt yelled “not there!”…then he grabbed a plastic bag from inside the car to then say..”that’s disgusting” and “how flattering”… All I wanted to do by this point was die. Anything would of been better then dry heaving stomach acid. On the drive home, I was in and out of sleep. As we pulled into the driveway, the feeling of throwing up crept up on me. Getting out of the car in a panic to make it to the wash-room, I epically failed and fell at the side of the house in their garden. As I heaved for the last time, I cried as I said “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” …What was I apologizing for? Well, back in Spain, me and Matt had gotten into a giant blow up where I was caught in a lie and lied about not lying…I’m not proud of myself…and obviously felt guilty…Which is why I was apologizing… I felt it was my punishment for being dishonest..Surprisingly after I apologized and recognized my faults, I stopped vomiting? My whole evening was ruined and so was the rest of my night. When I got inside I had passed out till about 5 am in the morning. Did I mention our flight back to England was that very morning and I was not packed at all! Very weak and disoriented, I packed and then went back to sleep till 7 am.

We arrived back in England on the 1st of July. We were to depart back to Canada on the 4th. Matt finished the rest of his course on the 2nd and 3rd. He passed…Yippee? The End.

Not even…. So we got back on the 4th and life has only gotten more intense since then. It has been nothing but an emotional roller-coaster since I’ve returned. My dog was sick…had to take him to the vet. I’m sick, had to take myself to the vet. I have some fluke that decided to welcome it’s self into my liver..? (a Fluke is a parasitic worm by the way…yummy).. besides having major anxiety and stress, I’m also bored-line depressed. I still do the same freaking job that I said I wouldn’t be doing once I returned and my heart is still a mangled mess. So instead of seeking professional help, I decided to play Martha Stewart for a bit to see if that helps. I’ve currently been in the process of renovating my entire room. Change is good right? So is being broke from buying a bed that only pisses you off because it takes up way too much space and you keep smashing your damn knees on the corner of that stupid bed so now it looks like you’ve been doing extreme sports when really you don’t know how to mind space when you freaking walk!!!… I know it’s a run on sentence… It was done intentionally.

Well, there you have it. Now you are officially all caught up with mysterious life.

Here. Pictures. Enjoy.

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University Of Greenwich


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The city of Greenwich


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Darth Vader?


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Tower Bridge


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A random Anglo Saxon cathedral


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St Paul’s Cathedral


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Panoramic shot of the Tower Bridge


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Victoria Tower/ Big Ben


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Buckingham Palace


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Guard at Buckingham Palace


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My poor swollen ankle!


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My bedroom view in Vigo, Spain


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Beach in Vigo, Spain


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Backyard in Portugal


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The beach in Caldas Da Rainha


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You mad bro?


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Holy Chickens


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Óbidos, Portugal (the City built in a castle)


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Óbidos, Portugal. I walked along this castle wall!


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Óbidos, Portugal- Castle wall


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Batalha


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Batalha


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Batalha


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Fatima


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The London Eye


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Boat Tour – Tower Bridge


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The Shard..or my version (The Shart)

 

 

 

 

 

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I have my G exam tomorrow. Do you know how scary it is to take any of your driving tests in Toronto? It is soooo scary that everyone I know, does it out of the city, mainly up north. Not me. I did my G2 here, and now it’s time for my G. Only thing is…. I CAN’T PARALLEL PARK OR REVERSE PARK TO SAVE MY LIFE! Why?!? Because I never used these things! I don’t drive downtown and I always make sure I have a pull through parking spot! If I don’t at first, I drive around in circles till my ass finds one! Basically, I doomed tomorrow. *sigh* I don’t suppose staying up all night will help me pass right?

Crap!

Large Fruit

So, keeping busy for the past few days. Studying away for my Real Estate exam that I’m pretty sure I’m going to FAIL! Since I left the class we have all been keeping each other posted via email if we’ve passed the exam. Everyday that I check my email I get another update on another classmate that has successfully passed the exam. Yippee! ….I guess when they don’t hear from me it’s safe to say I failed right?

Well on top of all this “excitement”, I recently found out on Monday that I have an Ovarian cyst. Excellent! Just what I wanted! I went for an ultrasound for my bladder that is purposely destroying my life every waking minute by inflaming it’s goddamn self for NO reason. Not to mention that I’m highly allergic to every antibiotic known to mankind! Pretty sure my purpose in life was to be terminated by itself.

Anyways, so I’m in for this bladder ultrasound when the technician goes out of his way to “inform” me of this lovely news. To my understanding, you are just an ultrasound technician and you aren’t entitled to disclose this information to me. Thanks for literally SHOWING me this cyst the size of a freaking grapefruit dangling from my right ovary.
“Look here, do you see that? Do you see what I’m looking at?”
“….. Oh you mean that large black circle that takes up 90% of the screen. Yah I see it”

He then proceeds to inform me that I need a internal ultrasound camera inspection…. A what?

” Are you sexually active?”

“….depends on what test your planning on doing”

He then shows me this full out contraption with a camera on the end of it. After staring at it for a total of 27 seconds I calmly reply with,

“… I am 100 % positive that I’m a virgin and therefor, you are forbidden to use that.”

After 15 minutes of conversing back and forth of how important this test is, he then decides to inform me that it could possibly be because of my menstrual cycle and that it could just pop on its own.

…. Okay? And if it doesn’t? Then the next option is removal right?

So let me explain to you how I’ve been trying everything in my power to purposely try as pop this thing!
I hold my breath and try and create internal pressure. I push on the area and with every thrust I scream out POP! When I don’t think it’s working I resort to yelling at it.. POP YOU SON OF A BITCH! POP!
I engage in extreme physical activity, such as explosive leg and abdominal exercises. And when I feel pain, I run to the bathroom to check in hopes to find good news…. But nope. Nada.

So! … The internal examination is on Monday and well… I DON’T WANNA 😥

Watch, it’s gunna pop during the Real Estate exam. Knowing my shitty luck, BAM In the Ovary!..Exam is on Saturday morning… *Sigh*

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Oh my Jen, what’s that freakishly large breakfast fruit doing on your OVARY -.-

International Woman’s Day

Did you know what today was?
Neither did I.

It was actually brought to my attention by a coworker who wanted to share with me what today should be about.

Apparently, woman today are NOT supposed to work. Funny, I’m sitting at work right now as I write this post. Woman are NOT supposed to cook. Woman are SUPPOSED to be appreciated….. Isn’t this supposed to be everyday? The appreciation part. Woman belong in the kitchen and I don’t believe in woman just sitting on their asses. ANYWHO the point of this post is, she has told me she asked her boyfriend purposely what today was.
His reply was “….is it our anniversary?”…No…..”… Is it the anniversary of the day you came to Canada?…”… No.

Why do men automatically think it’s an anniversary day?!

To test this theory, I tired it myself.

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See? Never fails.

But any-who! To all females everywhere, happy international woman’s day!