I Want to Say Hello

Much like my life, this post is a work in progress.  Or as Buffy Summers might say, I’m cookie dough; one day I hope to be finished, but for now, I’m just taking my time on my ride.

The quirks and quarks of this Canadian blogger:

I’m fairly local:

I’m a real homebody.  I like my people and my stuff, and home is both where the heart is AND where the food lives.

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days:

I’m deeply nostalgic.  Unlike so many unfortunate souls, I had a wonderful childhood and a near-Hughesian young adulthood.  I’m increasingly aware of how very rare and precious a thing that is.  I think the reason I look back so often on my life – and with such fondness – is because I don’t want to forget how very lucky I am to have been gifted with such a charmed one in the first place.

I’ll be holding on to you:

I was married on Halloween!  To a hella great guy who’s the cheese to my crackers, the Jack to my Sally.  I love him, and he knows. 😉

Some see a pen, I see a harpoon: 

You probably wouldn’t know it, because for the most part I choose to eschew profanity on this blog, but I can, and frequently do, swear like a longshoreman crossed with a stevedore crossed with Samantha Jones.  I love naughty wordplay.

Don’t trust a perfect person and don’t trust a song that’s flawless:

If I haven’t made it abundantly clear by now, I really love twenty one pilots.  Three years ago they moved into my head and have enjoyed semi-permanent residency there ever since.  I’m rarely without my TOP.

Music has kind of always been my thing, though, despite the fact I possess less than zero musical ability.  I have over 1,700 songs on my iPod.  I love musical acts ranging from Green Day (Always.) to Tom Jones to Sloan to The Prodigy with equal measure.  I spent the majority of my teens in a mosh pit.  And when I was 16, I was propositioned by the now-deceased lead guitarist of an indie band that shall remain nameless to hit the road with him and become his Penny Lane.  Present circumstances being what they are, I think you can guess what my answer was on that score. 😉

‘Cause there’s a screen on my chest:

My favourite movies run an everyway tie for first place in my affections.  Don’t ask me to rank them, it’s unpossible (and there’s also too many.)  But cozied up next to my pop culture-loving heart you’ll always find The Goonies, Beetlejuice, The Lost Boys, Shaun of the Dead, Attack the Block, the Birdcage, Bowfinger, Detroit Rock City, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Joe Dirt (shut up, it’s hilarious!) and Kingsman.

We don’t believe what’s on TV:

On the television side of things, I die for The Wire, The Good Place and Stranger Things.  Steve’s hair is my everything; I’m so glad season 2 offered some crucial insight into its gravity-defying origins.

I will make you queen of everything you see:

Our kitty queen, Weegie, passed away at the end of 2018, and it has utterly destroyed us.  You guys, I cry about her ALL. THE. TIME.  We miss her so much, it’s sickening.  She was such a chunk – not quite chonky, but definitely creeping toward the far end of the Chonk Chart.  Our girl loved her food (and everybody else’s.) 🙂

I’m takin’ over my body, back in control, no more shawty:

About a year and a half ago, after a decade of near-reckless disregard for both my physical and mental health, I decided to stop being such an asshole to myself and get in shape already.  Best line in the sand I ever drew.  Ninety-one pounds of weight loss later (and through the desperately boring and unsexy means of just eating less and moving more) I feel not like an entirely new person (wouldn’t want that anyways, I quite like me!) but like an approaching-best version of myself.  *Gasp* I’m becoming the Alpha Sandra!

I am on the run and go:

Also last year, following a 13-year hiatus from our favouritest place on earth, we returned to Disney World in Orlando, Florida for an impromptu anniversary trip.  Then an impromptu Christmas trip.  And then two more planned trips before the end of this calendar year.  We’s got the Disney stoke REAL BAD (bad enough that I created a YouTube channel, Park or Perish!, to chronicle our extreme (and extremely fun!) theme park adventures.)

Also-also last year, during our Halloween trip, we checked off a top-3 bucket list item of mine that I’ve been carrying around since I was two years old – 13 runs through the Haunted Mansion, 13 times in one day.  Which we DID, and on our 13th Halloween wedding anniversary, no less.  Masters of the Mansion right here!

They say stay in your lane, boy:

Yup, this is a nail blog.  I post the nail art designs I create here, as well as my dabbles in swatching and product reviews.  But it’s also the place where I’ll spend an alarming number of words gabbing about our Disney vacations, the sleeping habits of my cat, the latest Stephen King book I’ve devoured, how friggin’ much I love twenty one pilots, my inherent Canadian-ness, my husband’s gaming obsessions and probably whatever candle I’m burning at any given moment.  So pretty much a mixed bag!  With a heavy emphasis on nail art – over 1,500 manicures, actually, across six years, and hardly a repeat in the bunch (and if you’d like to see my nail art efforts going all the way back to September of 2013, please check out the various monthly categories listed in the right-most sidebar.  Some of the stuff in those early days is bah-AD!)

Now the night is coming to an end: 

As always, thank you for stopping by my little corner of the virtual sky; it has been a pleasure to meet you!  And if you’d like to contact me with your comments, questions or general gabbery, you can find me, Sandra, at sandrafingercandy@gmail.com.