Tuesday, November 30, 2010

my 15 year old self would not believe or approve

so we've been together one month-ish around now. Last night he was explaining to me why he likes country music. "You don't hear rap songs about enjoying your family and having a fun life," he argues. I thought that was pretty funny.

This morning as I faded out of sleep and into reality Shania Twain's Any Man of Mine was in my head loud and clear. I texted him this info and he replies a little later, "speaking of country songs, I'm gonna get fired if I don't get some sleep." I looked it up... I actually know that song - or at least the chorus. And I found myself on campus downtown montreal eating butter chicken and listening to Tim McGraw.

What has my life become?

Wednesday, November 03, 2010

A real boy. No man. Who likes me!

So here it is: I met him last year at staff conference in BC. I was pretty much immediately smitten with his wit, humour. His name is Willy, he grew up on a farm! near Elmira and likes country music. Sigh. Karma's a bitch, as Mel always says haha. Anyways, there was nothing going on at all until thanksgiving weekend where I ended up going to Quebec city cause he was having ppl over for thxgiving. After that weekend that was it for him apparently. He started texting me that week and after a week of texting he asked to call me and made sure I knew it wasn't work related. He called and asked me on a date the following weekend cause he was making an excuse to come to montreal. So last weekend he took me on a date. He took me to the planetarium to watch the stars and then out for a meal at this nice burger place called MBRGR anddd our meal lasted 3 hours because we were talking so much (and it wasn't just me, I promise!)


Tuesday we chatted on the phone to sort of clarify what had gone on on our date - we were clearly into each other, but we only had one official date. Were we dating or just going on dates? Symantics, maybe, but not on my end! He was pretty eager to be officially dating, which is always nice to hear. Also funny to hear was his first impression of me: I scared the crap out of him because I'm "attractive, blonde, outgoing, fun... etc" and he felt like a fool.


I really like him! He studied English and Philosophy at Western and loves Quebec though he's still learning French. He up an moved to Quebec with no previous knowledge of French which is courageous and hot. He's coming to visit next weekend and we're both pretty excited. For me I've actually been praying about him for a year and a half! And suddenly he's like "Jess, I don't know you half as much as I want to."

He likes me!!

So I'm pretty excited to hang out with him. He's funny and smart and loves Jesus & Quebec and has said the end goal is marriage already (in not so many words) - which is pretty normal in Christian circles when you're both trying to keep things PG until the honeymoon.

Anyways, in all total honesty the whole country thing is something I really like. Truth be told, you guys are still very close to my heart and I like that I know he's not this clueless snobby montrealer that won't fit in with you guys. I'm snob enough for all of us!

So this is my story. My relationship status has finally changed, even if it isn't on Facebook yet. 

Monday, August 16, 2010

Backstreet's Back... alright!

This started off as a post on Mel's facebook wall & then I realized it was more of a blog-worthy post. So here it is...

I went to see BSB tonight. A friend offered me a ticket at the last minute, I couldn't resist. I think you all would have been like "WHO IS THIS PERSON?!" if you saw me there. I think I freaked myself out a bit when they first came on stage.... because I was screaming so loud and so ridiculously excited because I WAS IN THE SAME ROOM AS NICK FRICKEN CARTER. Even though he went through his fat stage and weird washed-up reality TV stage.... I was reminded of watching MuchMusic in Brittany W's dad's basement for hours, and skating to "I'll be the One" during Grade 9 gym class.

The older I get and maybe even the farther away we are distance wise or even friendship-wise... the more I realize how eternal those memories are of us dancing to Get Down. I think, hidden deep down, there will always be a little bit of 12-year-old Jess - maybe more so now than I even admitted when I was 12!

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Home Sweet Home

Ladies, I have my own place...finally! It's a 1 bedroom condo in desperate need of paint. But it's mine and I love it! I will send pictures once it's all furnished & livable, so you can start booking your flights to visit me!

xo xo

Thursday, April 08, 2010

i ♥ montreal


isn't this such a cute dress????
it was $20.
You need to come shop with me in Montreal.