Some things are just meant to be. On the day I arrived in Houston, I received a lovely email from a woman named Elisa, welcoming me and offering help and friendship. Elisa and her husband are retired long-term Houstonians who immigrated years ago. Last week, I finally took Elisa up on her offer and the kids and I headed out for a blind-friend-date for lunch
Today marks one month in our new home in Texas and things are settling down a bit in terms of logistics. I dare not say they have concluded because there is still a significant logistical event on the horizon: school, which starts on August 16th. Back in Canada, my kids all attended the same pre-k through Grade 6 school of about 500 students, and I also
Moving to the US has been a learning a process, and no doubt will continue to be so for the next 6 months to a year or longer, or so the Internet tells me. For example, I have already learned that my beloved Canadian Value Villages are just not as prevalent in the US, that Goodwill is the major thrift chain of choice. I have
Since I started thrifting back in 2012, I have followed a lot of thrifters worldwide on social media including several from Houston and Texas. I’ve always been blown away by the low prices of some of their thrift finds, wondering how and where they find such amazing deals… I finally get it… I ventured out last Friday in my “new” wheels with my “friend” Siri
It finally happened. I was FINALLY able to go for a proper thrifting trip and it was exactly what I needed! Though I am very blessed with a beautiful home and a pool here in Texas, there are tons of logistics to deal with every. single. day. Today, I learned I could not get a library card until I have ID with my name and address on it.
This isn’t going to be a thrifted fashion post. There will be plenty of that soon, I promise. Now that my family has arrived in Texas, I’m learning the hard way about the ins and outs of making such a big move. I did dig around before the move to try and find some practical information to no avail. Hence, here are some of my observations
I can’t even write one word without welling up… As you can tell by the absence of posts over the past few months, my world has been consumed with The Big Move to Texas. This whole journey started just after Christmas as a remote possibility and here we are on the cusp of moving. My son cried on our last night in the house and
Whoa. This is getting really real. In one month, I’ll be on a plane with a one-way ticket to Texas. Though I’m sure I’ll thrift a piece or two in June, all my stuff will be packed up and on its way before the end of the month, making this the last official thrift haul north of the 49th parallel. I’m a little verklempt and
NO, this post is NOT about me. I may have a little extra self-regulation weight right now but I am NOT pregnant. However, my friend and colleague Kirsten is for the first time and we are all pretty excited for her little Babybel!! I always wish that I had discovered thrifting when I was pregnant. Thrifting maternity and postpartum clothes makes perfect sense – it’s a
It’s Mother’s Day. Right before bed last night, my daughter said, “You’re going to LOVE breakfast, I guarantee it.” She’s still asleep at 8:45am along with her brothers, and this momma would sure like to make myself a cup of coffee but I don’t want to interfere with their big plans. Alas, I thought it a good time to reflect on my blessings of late.