Finally, I had a free evening to assemble the brilliant Passion Board. And by “assemble” I mean cut and paste a bunch of pictures into Paint.NET, because I probably shouldn’t be allowed to hold scissors.
Here it is, my masterpiece. This takes me back to the days of junior high when I would take webcam photos and make collages of myself while purging all unflattering images and staring seductively into your face.
I had fun with this. Picking through old pictures made me smile. The picture in the top left corner is from my birthday celebration in Ottawa, where six Newfies took over the downtown scene and caused some mayhem never before seen in the city. I actually demanded the waitress deliver me a birthday crown, but since she didn’t have one, she constructed one out of a coffee filter. Those nights out are my favourite.
To the right, is some family love with my little brother. It’s amazing the kind of shit my family has had to deal with, and how well they’ve recovered. I’m lucky.
Further right, my cousin and I on the birthday night mentioned before. It’s hard to capture those gut-achin’, belly-wrenchin’ moments of laughter, but I think this photo does it. There’s a lot of laughter in my life.
Then Twitter, social media, and generally taking over the world.
Below that, summer. The season which is fast approaching and will be guaranteed to knock me off my feet. Camping, drinks on the deck, having a beer in an inflatable kiddie’s pool, you name it.
Of course, blogging.
Then moments of spontaneity late in the night when you’ve just returned from an Elizabethan banquet in England after a day of exams, drinking cider beer and sprawled out on the grass in front of an old castle.
To the left, just a few of the greatest friends in the world. The kind I can squat and pee in the bushes with, totally lacking judgement.
Travel. And last but not least, Newfoundland & Labrador. It occurred to me again today while hiking off my hangover on the Signal Hill trail, somewhere between sitting on a rock looking out at the Atlantic Ocean and clinging to a chain to cross a narrow path… I am so lucky to live here.
And there’s your general fill of Candice-sap for the entire year.