(Not So) Little Life Update: It’s Been a Minute

Hello Folks!

It has been a MINUTE… well actually it’s been three months, but here I am! I have quite the update to do!

So the last time I was on here I believe I was looking for somewhere new to live. I am happy to report that I have moved (I know, for like the fourth time since moving to Ottawa)! I now live in this cute area of Ottawa, closer to my school and work, and I have two roommates. They’re old friends of mine from my McDonald days. I’m finally all settled in and although my last apartment gave me total heart eyes, this place has quickly become a cozy little home.

I have not skipped a beat on school since returning to Carleton this past winter. In hopes of completing my General Bachelor of Art’s as soon as possible, I’ve been taking three summer courses throughout the duration of the summer. Summer classes are exhilarated so it’s been a lot of work, but it means I’ll be finished a semester sooner, so yay! (more…)

Home Sweet Home

Hello Folks,

Two weeks ago I returned to my home town for the first time in six months. I can’t explain how nice it feels to come back. When I was growing up I despised my tiny little home town in the middle of no where. I hated how everyone knew each other and how closed minded the general population seemed to be. My mum always spoke so highly of our little city and told me I’d miss it once I left and I never thought she’d be right (she is always right). I still don’t think I’d ever settle down here, but I can now appreciate why so many people do return to start a family, etc. Our community has dealt with so many heart aches, but from that we have accomplished so much. This past weekend was The Bikers Reunion, which consists of the main two streets in our town being shut down and filled with chip trucks, bouncy things for the kids, and stands from all the local shops. The fair ground near by is transformed into an area for daring performances, motorcycle equipment for sale, a massive beer tent and of course more food. The weekend is held to raise money for the cancer society. At the end of the weekend there is a Freedom Ride which consists of hundreds of motorcycles riding in memory of someone or just to support the cause, it’s truly something amazing to see. In our tiny community it’s hard to find someone that hasn’t been effected by cancer. Two years ago my mum lost her boyfriend (who was also a biker) to cancer. Ever since I think this event has meant a lot more to me. If you want to learn more about the event you can visit their website: My two weeks home was filled with time catching up with family and friends, working at my mums shop Armstrong on Whitewood* and going to a lovely conjoint first birthday party for two little cuties. I’m sad to be leaving already but I’ll no doubt be visiting again before the summer is up. Here’s a few photos to sum up my week at home.

Bernece and I

Visiting Grandma

Babies first birthday

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Momma and I

Freedom Ride ft. Momma

Fireworks view from the driveway

Love always,

*Armstrong on Whitewood Facebook page:

Dear Future Husband: Some Things I Need You To Know

Hello Love,

I don’t know you yet, or perhaps I do. Maybe we’ve passed each other on the streets, or quickly exchanges glances on the bus. I feel like if I already met you I would know, you know?

I honestly can’t wait to meet you. I hope we have some typical rom-com meeting, like in a coffee shop, or on a blind date. Maybe not a blind date, I hear those don’t usually work out in real life. It’s funny to know that you’re out there, somewhere, living your life completely oblivious to the fact that one day we’ll be married. Maybe you’re dating someone right now, or maybe you’re going through a break-up and all you’re thinking is “fuck love, I’m never doing this again”, but you will, you’ll do it again with me. I hope for your sake that you’re happy and doing well.

I hope you’re taking care of yourself and enjoying life. If you’re in school, I hope that your classes are stimulating and that you’re on your way to a career that one day I’ll hear you ramble on about over and over. Don’t get me wrong, I can’t wait for that. I can’t wait to hear you passionately speak about the beautiful crown moulding you installed in a new house, or the code you finally figured out.

I already know how I’ll know you’re “the one”. I have this terrible habit, and if you married to me then I’m sure you’ve figured it out. I ask a lot of questions, endless questions really. I will constantly want to know what’s on your mind, what you did that day, how you’re feeling, what you think about the weather and so many more questions that it may surprise you how I’m actually able to preform daily activities with so much going on in my noggin. But you’re different from everyone else I’ve dated. You answer the questions. You tell me in length about how you were thinking about how the sun comes through our bedroom window at 4pm and how you can see the dust dancing in the sunlight. You’ll tell me everything you ate that day because you know I genuinely care. And if I’m lucky, maybe you’ll return some of the questions, and care about my answers too.

I know I won’t make a lot of money, and I’m ok if you don’t either. I’m currently in school for Event Management, and I really love it. I’m sure you’ll hear me talk about it a lot, especially how I’m an “Event Coordinator” and not a “party planner”, and how it ticks me off when people get it wrong haha.

Some days I get so eager to meet you. I just wish you could stumble into my life and sweep me off my feet. But I have to keep reminding myself that good things are worth waiting for and that there’s a reason I haven’t met you yet. I don’t really believe in a God that has a plan for me or anything like that, but I do believe that everything happens for a reason. Maybe right now we’re not at the place in our lives where we’d be compatible if we met. Maybe I’m not happy enough with myself yet, and maybe you just got fired and you’re focusing on your career right now. Whatever it may be, I think there’s a reason we haven’t been acquainted yet.

This is getting long, but I guess if we’re married you also know I never shut up. I’ll just finish by saying that I wish you well until the day we finally meet. I hope your life is full of delicious meals, good music and lovely sleeps. I look forward to experiencing so many things with you by my side.

I love you.


Your wife, Kate xx

Passenger Concert

Hello Folks,

So yesterday I had the absolute pleasure of seeing one of my favourite individual artists of all time, Mike Rosenberg. Or how he’s more commonly known, Passenger. My best friend and I took the greyhound bus early Friday morning to Montreal to wait in-line all day in hopes of getting front row. We got there around 11am and made camp on the side walk, playing cards to pass the time. Shortly after I kicked Madie’s butt in a few games of Speed, I hear Madie casually say “Stu!”, and I turn to see Stu Larsen, the opener for Passenger just walking pass the line. He chatted up Madie for a little bit before she snagged a quick photo with him and he continued on his way down the sidewalk.

The doors opened at 6:30pm and the show started at 7pm. We were about 8th in line and managed to snag second row right in the centre. Two girls (one with crutches) were using her crutches to save the spots right in the front, but we didn’t mind as second row seemed pretty rad to us. A few minutes after getting in though, a security guard took away the girls crutches and told her she can’t save spots like that, and told Madie and I to move up! So we ended up getting to be front row centre for the concert! I can honestly say that it made the experience that much more memorable for us.

The concert itself was just amazing. Mike is so lovely with crowds. His performance doesn’t involve a band, or any crazy stunts, just a talented man, his guitar and some stomping. The crowd was perfectly quiet during the proper songs and singing along in the others. It was honestly such a magical experience to be apart of such a wonderful crowd. This may have just been in my head, but I swear Mike smiled at us a couple of times during the performance, and each time my heart would completely melt. His sense of humour throughout the whole concert with the audience was hilarious and captivating, and I left the concert completely in love.

After the concert, Madison and I decided to go around back and wait by the artist entrance in hopes of catching a glimpse of him and getting a picture if we were lucky. There was around 50 people or more there when we first arrived and we were near the end of the line, but shortly after we arrived a girl who butted us earlier in the line-up came up and grabbed us, apologized for butting earlier and let us come up near the front with her. It’s true that what goes around comes around! She also expressed how jealous she was that Mike had smiled to us numerous times throughout the performance (I guess it wasn’t only in my head)!

It started raining a little and it was getting late and chilly and many of the fans waiting ended up leaving. After around an hour and a half Mike finally came out and there was only about 25-30 girls left. He took photos, hugged, and signed everyone’s things.

It was honestly the best day of my life and I can already feel the post-concert depression sinking in. I hope to see Mike perform many times in the future, as well as Stu. Here are some photos from the event:


Madie and Stu before the show

Mike performing

Madie and Mike

Mike and I

“Me: *blushing* Can I kiss you on the cheek for the photo?
Mike: *laughs* yes of course.”

Love always,