Hey Mom!

Hey Mom! So you may have guessed by the title of this blog, I am going to launch into an inspirational narrative about how your past does define you and your future is so so bright and wonderful... You would be wrong, that would be a terrible guess. I don't understand why you can't just walk up to someone and say "So what's the backstory here? I'm not trying to be mean but I really want to know why you've decided to do what you're doing." Is it important to my life? No. Is it any of my business whatsoever? Absolutely not. For example, a few weeks ago my roommate and I started frequenting the gym after work. About halfway through our workout two guys come in and one of them works out while the other one sits on his phone at the front desk. To be clear, I have no problem with these guys, it's not like the guy who isn't working out is walking around being creepy and mouth-breathing all over the equipment. He's minding his own business w

Hey Mom! So I'm currently sitting in Tim Hortons writing this because it's Roll Up The Rim (TM or Ltd or what the internet requires me to do to indicate that I don't own this malevolent cycle of hope and heartbreak). But it's Twenty Greateen which means I'm excited about the snazzy looking cups and also I thought the internet was down for the past day and half but it wasn't--OH MY WORD STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING (unless you are reading this.... which you are.... sooooo). I am sitting in a booth next to these people and it really seems like they are doing some sort of marriage counselling. Now I know what you're thinking, Mackenzie, you monster! Listening in on someone's intensely personal conversation, you were raised better than that. I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF TIM HORTONS! And I've turned up my music so loud, my ears physically hurt (as opposed to emotionally which they might start to do if I keep listening). What is the etiquette here? I have s

Hey Mom! As you may have guessed from the title, I have recently acquired a poncho and it has changed my life. It has embraced my in its warm, multipurpose, economically priced arms and hood. Now if I'm honest (and I am nothing if not honest), I was not sold on the poncho. I know what you're thinking Mackenzie, how could you be hesitant about such a warm, sensibly patterned, economically priced gem?!?! And the answer to that is: NEW THINGS MAKE ME NERVOUS. Do you have any idea how long it was before I gave ellipticals a chance? It was years. I took one look at that low impact cardio machine and said "No thank you Sir or Madam, your futuristic, stationary, space skis make too many promises that they can't keep." However, my roommate, who was gracious enough to go with me, reminded me that trying on a poncho wouldn't kill me. So I did. I lived in the moment and I donned what would become the economically-priced poncho of my dreams. And let me tell yo