rainy day as a house wife

I love my life. even on days that would have been utterly depressing and lonely to the old me (even the me of just a year ago)  i find my self as happy as if it were still sunny out. It seems Vancouver just can´t let go of rain.
even YELLOWKNIFE is nicer than here...which is just...wrong
either way i´m going home in a month
when its hot as hell here
and nice as anything there

i just house wifed it up today. sorted and washed some clothes for the move, cleaned the lint trap, played with and cleaned up after the puppy (Her name is Lucy Dimond (like the song) and i lubs herr) ate some cheese and picked up some supplies for life from the store/the corner.
i´m going to miss this calm routine of house work and puttering around during the day
having a job after not working, or even doing anything for this long is going to be so weird
like when i came back from my two months off last year
it was a bit different because i had a new position
this time its going to be a take any job (at least to begin with) and work it for all its worth kinda situation
which doesnt worry me in itself but just the aspect of working at a dead endish type job, even for big bucks
even just for a year
kiiiiinda crushes my soul, just a little. Co-op was so bad for that. but no job is fun all the time. Even working at wallys, no matter how awesome, was still pretty rough sometimes
but with the food industry thats at least expected
that you´ve like a 40-60 fun to grind ratio
i just like that you´re so busy you dont even notice where the day goes

Summertime mostly

I've slacked so much on the internets this year
i think it's because i've been working so hard at real life
i have a wonderful husband, no job yet, but soon i'll be back in yk and i'll be able to change that
i've worked a bit on my creative per suites, but mostly just baking and home making
it'd be soul crushing to most people but i love baking
and being tidy is a new adventure i dont mind embarking in at all
i did the vagina monologues back in February

www.vimeo.com/ytcabrera/vm1

www.vimeo.com/ytcabrera/vm2

there's the link to both acts, i'm the cunt in the second half

the password to view both is vagina

My meximan went and he yells cunt so loud ahah

i love how supportive he is

he's so amazing

he's actually down stairs making me breakfast right now

siiigh oh married life

it's funny i think i'm the only girl in the world who has gotten three marriage proposals from the same man, and said yes each time

in the first one i used my jedi mind tricks on him after a meeting with an immigration consultant made it clear the easiest way for us to be together for the long run (and not have to have us running back and forth between mexico and canada) was to marry. It was at AnW. Through a mouthful of bacon and egger. :D so romantic

the second time was at a beautiful park, during a perfect date, with a bowl and a kiss

and the third was at a dinner with both our families so he could ask for my hand, which is apparently the traditional Mexican way of doing things. it was so cute, he wanted to give me a ring pop (because of my deep unwavering love of all things sugary) but his mom had already found a ring in mexico that was in his budget. he did put chocolate in the container that the ring was in though :) cause he loves me

he met and got along with my family and friends too

the wedding happened so fast

and so suddenly

that when i told most people (which was on april fools day, unfortunately) they thought it was a prank

by the time my last name on facebook  changed it was a month later and everyone could see how in love we are.

How genuine this union is.

I went to Whistler too, and it's weird. Kindof has the same vibe as this one (really fake feeling) little town near calgary called Windsor i think. It's pretty, and surrounded by amazing nature but it's a town MADE for tourists. It's like a single serving, step ford dream land. a retreat with all the necessary comforts, for the right price.

it's pretty gross.....until you walk even two minutes out side of town.

then the natural life that's suppressed inside the small cities is alive and over grown and amazing.

the trees were incredible. i haven't got to play in trees like that since i went to Gabriola Island last spring. that place was gorgeous, i'll need to go there before i go home. 

I can't believe how much has changed since i've left.How much i've come into my own. I'm afraid of going back, just because now it's obvious how much it stunted my personal development. It's helped me be wild though, or maybe the city's done that. either way my friends are fantastic, and i miss them like crazy.

i miss making money too.