An evening at the Ex

One of the joys of getting older is realizing that there is a beauty in traditions. I love my family’s tradition of making pastelles for Christmas or of not eating turkey for Thanksgiving.

What I’m also loving (and rediscovering, to be honest) is the tradition of going to the Canadian National Exhibition (The CNE) or as it’s commonly known, the Ex.

Finally settling in after four years

I think I’ve finally put down roots. After all, it took three years to decide on a colour to paint my walls and now, in year four, I’ve made the move and ordered bookshelves.

It’s really time to stop treating my place like a rental. I can’t do massive renovations but I can do some small things to perk the place up. The goal, as I was telling a friend in the same situation, is to think jewel box – a small place filled with treasures you love in colours you love and is comfortable and welcoming.