On pregnant peppers

Two months till christmas!!! Just sayin...

Peter Piper picked a peck (what's a peck?) of pickled peppers!

My cousin's wife just had a little baby girl not too long ago- and the other day I got to go meet her! She is super well loved and already is settling in wonderfully to life on earth:) She was way WaY WAY cuter, softer, pinker, smelled more baby-ish, and was even a little bigger than this baby. I guess this pepper baby hasn't technically been born, but it still doesn't stand a chance. Besides, it didn't really taste that good, either. I know, how cruel am I... I ate it!

I'll give you a hint. Go to a fishy location on the Malahat, then walk up up up following little yellow markers on rocks with little to no traction (cleats optional), and you get HERE!

WOW (not the game type)

Just wow. Go watch it.

Because I know some of you won't (shame on you), there is new-ish research showing that the influence caused by environmental factors can be passed down genetically. For example, if your grandmother was exposed to high levels of a toxin, you may possibly exhibit the same ill effects although you never sniffed that toxin in your life! Or if you experienced a traumatic, stressful event that left you with symptoms of post traumatic stress disorder, your grandchildren could exhibit the same symptoms although never experiencing the event you did. These environmental factors occur and get locked into the jumble of genetics that makes you "you".

They explain it SO much better in the documentary (probably because they actually GET it).

Adios,

Shanna

Graffiti art and seaside sun

Kakadu, Australia

What if it's grafiti? I'm not sure why I started wondering this the other day, but the more I thought about it the more it bothered me. I thought "what if we're just making up stories and histories about ancient people based on some 15 year old boy's sketches? A group of rebellious and artistic teens who took turns drawing stick people?"

Chemainus, Canada

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I must include a picture or two from a blissful afternoon yesterday.

Episode ?

Dear: Anyone one who is dying to know or is simply slightly curious about what I've been up to...

The last few weeks have been interesting. I've been adapting to life in the fulltime workforce again ("what's this... bright round shiny thing in the sky?" and "Now that I am making money, i can buy this banana bread smoothie, ooh and that awesome vanilla refillable shampoo without parabens... and and and!" <--- major lie/mistake/fib which I need to work on.

My two jobs are great because they are so different. One is at a bakery where I sell people bread and tasty treats, and sing along to the 70s music that they have playing super loud. R-E-S-P-E-C-T!! Who wouldn't want to wear an apron, white bakers' pants, and a baseball cap all day long? Heh, we look pretty funny but I don't really mind. It makes morning choices a cinch.

Job numero dos is a mixture of house cleaning and homecare. Essentially, I help people out so they don't end up in the hospital or a care home before absolutely necessary. Awesome! A lot of the clients have been in car accidents and are not able for everything they used to do, but still pretty capable. Moral of the story: Please be careful and drive safe!

I think it's funny how we (myself included) ask people what they are going to "be".

For now, I'm not thinking about what I'm going to "be". 'Cuz I already am.

Have a superb afternoon-

Shanna

Ps. the banana bread smoothie was an amazing combo of banana, walnut and peanut butter (from Jessie's juice, Sidney), and the shampoo I still need to try, but I love that you can bring the bottle back to the store and they will refill it. No more needless bottles to dispose of!