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It’s that time again…

Posted on by zuftruth

The first day back after Christmas holidays is a  harrowing way to begin the new year.

It all starts the night before, with the setting of the alarm that has grown accustomed to only being switched on for precautionary measures ( nobody wants to miss a FULL day of vacation, right!?) Suddenly, the calculation of, ” do I really need to wash my hair?’ ‘do I need time to grab coffee?… Of COURSE I need time to grab coffee ‘ “, is set in motion.  After great deliberation, you select an appropriate wake up call, and curse whatever genius decided cell phone alarms should indicate exactly how few hours of sleep you’ll be getting.

 The countdown begins. There’s NO WAY you can instantly drift off to dreamland. Your body isn’t even tired yet. You’re used to your pinot nightcap and bedtime Will Ferrell movie… BUT before you know it, there it is.. the annoying sound of reality chiming in your ear.

Getting dressed is a struggle in itself. Clothes that fit perfectly before the holiday feel tight and cumbersome. Let’s be honest, it’s 50% weight gain, and 50% the fact that you’ve lived in sweat pants and pyjamas since the day you left work.

Once you’ve accepted the mirror’s sordid reflection, you make your way to your vehicle, which looks as sad as you do, covered in snow, salt and sand. You put the key in the ignition, silently praying it won’t start. IT DOES… IT ALWAYS DOES. The lights have to be turned on, because why would the sun bother rising on a day like this?

The Tim Horton’s drive through workers seem different this morning. They’re no longer full of holiday wishes.. they too have entered winter survival mode.  You FINALLY reach work, 15 minutes late, and holding the wrong coffee to boot.. but you made it! After scrolling through hundred of emails you’d hoped wouldn’t be there, you’re ready to start your day.

Following a gruesome 8 hours of  checking the time every 5 minutes, and answering questions you don’t really know that answers to, you raise your hand to wave goodbye to your coworkers. They think  you’re signaling the end of your day, but in reality you’re kissing your new year’s resolutions goodbye. You sure as shit aren’t stopping at the gym for a pre dinner workout, and a salad  doesn’t stand a chance of being on tonight’s menu!

 

 

 

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Born to be…

Posted on by zuftruth

I’ve heard before that many women opt to pursue home births because they want their child to be born into a peaceful environment. The idea behind it being that the baby will enter a world of less stress, and ultimately grow up to become a well-adjusted individual. I’m not so sure I agree with that concept. Quite frankly, I think the screaming baby, who’s just been pushed out of their cozy home through a tiny opening and greeted by groping strangers, may question it too.

So, while countless of moms-to-be are concerning themselves with ensuring the perfection of the delivery room environment, I’m pondering the impact the happenings of the rest of the world has on a newborn…

The Facts

I was born on Sunday, September 16, 1984 at 3 in the morning…too late to make the Saturday night party, but technically a whole month early. I have to wonder if my incessant need to be early for everything (a trait my husband despises) has anything to do with that? To this day, Sundays still give me an odd feeling. It doesn’t matter if I work the next day, or I’m on vacation on the other side of the world, there’s a certain amount of unmistakable anxiety that follows me all day. Johnny Cash’s, ‘Sunday Morning Coming Down’ hit the nail on the head with the lyric, “there’s something in a Sunday that makes a body feel alone”. No other day makes me feel so entirely isolated. Part of me believes I was getting that dreaded Sunday feeling in the womb and thought fuck it, I’m making an early appearance.

Tina Turner’s, ‘What’s Love Got To Do With It’ was top of the charts in Canada. My love for Tina, and that song in particular is no secret. During my university days, while my friends were pre-drinking to Destiny’s Child, I was insisting on listening to the entire Private Dancer album just one more time.

‘Missing You’ by John Waite was number one in the US. I’m a little embarrassed to admit I lost count of the number of my high school heartbreak playlists that song made it on to. Tina actually recorded her own version of ‘Missing You’ over 10 years later, and I loved hers nearly as much as the original. When I hear either version I really have no choice but to belt out the lyrics and half laugh, half cry at my teenage despair.

Ghostbusters was #1 at the box office. The movie’s theme song marked my first rhythmic gymnastics performance and the only year I won the coveted MVP equivalent award in my class. That performance is also hopefully  the ONLY time anyone will ever see me in head to toe purple spandex… Note to self: locate and destroy video evidence.

Premiering on TV that very night was Miami Vice. Despite never once seeing the show, 21 years later, while perusing Winners I came across a t-shirt emblazoned with Sonny Crockett’s face and impulsively decided to purchase it. It instantly became my favorite shirt, and 10 years later I still haven’t been able to part with it.

Coincidence? Maybe. Worth a look? You tell me!

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