All the Cool Kids Are Doing It….

Well, it didn’t take long for me to break that promise of posting once a week. To be fair, I forgot I have a day job and said yes to a movie up in North Bay, Ontario that consists of me being handcuffed to a guy while running away from baddies and of course wearing…

To the Haters of Adelaide:

So I found myself in Australia the other day, as you do. I was there for Oz Comic Con (go to there, it’s AWESOME), and although I’ve been lucky enough to spend a fair amount of time in Australia over the years, this time around I was going to have a few days free to get the…

Over the Rainbow to Kansas City

As a little born and bred Canadian girl, I never thought I’d say this: but man do I love Kansas City, Missouri. I have a weird life. I got lucky enough to audition for a show ten years ago (Firefly) that turned into a little cult hit with the most dedicated orange hat-wearing, Hero Of…

Hawaii-Style Chicken and Rice

So it’s snowing here. I’m fed up with winter. I’ve had it with my high-heeled open toed sandals peeking at me from the depths of my closet. My sweaters have been in a relentless rotation. My hands are constantly cold and I seem to have had the sniffles for months now, which means a chapped…

A Toast to Halifax

I should probably be posting something Christmasy or holiday-y, because ’tis the season and all that, and lord knows we just haven’t got enough holiday bullshit I mean cheer to stuff our stockings with quite yet. But I just had to tell you about a trip I took to somewhere far, far, not-that-far-but-it-sure-feels-far-if-you’re-flying-coach: Halifax, Nova…

Opu + Ottawa = LOVE

Here I thought I was a bonafide, patriotic, true-blue Canadian. I’ve scarfed plenty a poutine at two in the morning, I’ve accompanied guys who’ve paid for the tickets to hockey games, I can spell Saskatchewan and sing the National Anthem word for word, and I’ve even seen Celine Dion in concert.  Okay, those tickets were…

VEGAS, BABY! My Top 5

So I got to thinking the other day.  Which never bodes well for anyone.  But it occurred to me in a moment of pure debauchery walking through the casino floor at the Bellagio in Las Vegas, having just had yet another blockbuster meal while clad in nothing but the best that what in hell was…