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They say love arrives in many forms. I believe them, of course. I just never imagined one of mine would have impossibly soft ears, velvet eyes, and paws just a little too large for the rest of him. Somewhere along the way, my heart simply expanded without asking my permission. If you sit beside him, he'll quietly rearrange matters until some part of him is touching some part of you. Usually his adorable little bottom pressed contentedly against your leg. Apparently, this is his preferred way of loving. He approaches life with an openness I wish more of us could remember. Every dog is a potential friend. Walks are meant for lingering among the flowers. He greets the world with such unabashed delight. And when the zoomies arrive, they burst forth with such wholehearted abandon, it's as though joy itself has become too large to fit inside one small beagle body. And I'm fairly certain he believes the top of the sofa cushions exist for the sole purpose of providing him with the perfect watchtower. Perched there on his delightfully improbable lookout, he keeps vigil for the sound of his mum coming home. The moment he hears her, he launches himself towards the door. Then, the instant she opens it, all semblance of composure vanishes as he erupts into a joyful frenzy of improbable acrobatics, determined to be the first to welcome her home. I never expected my grand-puppy to occupy such a happy corner of my heart. But then, love has never paid much attention to titles. It simply recognizes another soul worth loving. And honestly... I'm so very glad it did. #beaglelove
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They say love arrives in many forms. I believe them, of course. I just never imagined one of mine would have impossibly soft ears, velvet eyes, and paws just a little too large for the rest of him. Somewhere along the way, my heart simply expanded without asking my permission. If you sit beside him, he'll quietly rearrange matters until some part of him is touching some part of you. Usually his adorable little bottom pressed contentedly against your leg. Apparently, this is his preferred way of loving. He approaches life with an openness I wish more of us could remember. Every dog is a potential friend. Walks are meant for lingering among the flowers. He greets the world with such unabashed delight. And when the zoomies arrive, they burst forth with such wholehearted abandon, it's as though joy itself has become too large to fit inside one small beagle body. And I'm fairly certain he believes the top of the sofa cushions exist for the sole purpose of providing him with the perfect watchtower. Perched there on his delightfully improbable lookout, he keeps vigil for the sound of his mum coming home. The moment he hears her, he launches himself towards the door. Then, the instant she opens it, all semblance of composure vanishes as he erupts into a joyful frenzy of improbable acrobatics, determined to be the first to welcome her home. I never expected my grand-puppy to occupy such a happy corner of my heart. But then, love has never paid much attention to titles. It simply recognizes another soul worth loving. And honestly... I'm so very glad it did. #beaglelove
This Scottish lass likes to embrace the Irish spirit of my Celtic cousins on St. Paddy's Day! I've even been known to attempt a jig or two in my time! 'Tis a day for celebration replete with fiddles and pipes, and green beer (for some) but it's always a day for a whole lot of fun! There will be assuredly shenanigans afoot... But, such are most of my days!  And with that... May love and laughter light your days, and warm your heart and home. May good and faithful friends be yours, wherever you may roam. Whatever you do today, may your blessings be more than the shamrocks that grow, and may trouble avoid you wherever you go! #stpatricksday☘️ #scottish #celtic #Irish
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This Scottish lass likes to embrace the Irish spirit of my Celtic cousins on St. Paddy's Day! I've even been known to attempt a jig or two in my time! 'Tis a day for celebration replete with fiddles and pipes, and green beer (for some) but it's always a day for a whole lot of fun! There will be assuredly shenanigans afoot... But, such are most of my days!  And with that... May love and laughter light your days, and warm your heart and home. May good and faithful friends be yours, wherever you may roam. Whatever you do today, may your blessings be more than the shamrocks that grow, and may trouble avoid you wherever you go! #stpatricksday☘️ #scottish #celtic #Irish
I'll be honest. Sometimes I take myself a little  too seriously. On one hand, I can be my harshest critic and on the other, I pride myself on my ability to laugh at my ridiculousness and celebrate my all-around fabulousness by being my quirky self.  Everyone who knows me well, knows I carry a clown  nose with me pretty much everywhere I go. One never knows when one might be inspired to whip it out and pop it on. Sometimes, I don this brightly colored detachable appendage and drive around with it on as I go about my day. It makes me happy to make people smile and perhaps cheer someone up with  my silliness. Sometimes I put it on just for me because it's a good stress buster. I can even occasionally be spotted skipping about the neighborhood with it... because why not? If it encourages others to be more playful - even better! I gotta be me! #beingme #quirky #fabulous #beyourself #changetheworld
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I'll be honest. Sometimes I take myself a little  too seriously. On one hand, I can be my harshest critic and on the other, I pride myself on my ability to laugh at my ridiculousness and celebrate my all-around fabulousness by being my quirky self.  Everyone who knows me well, knows I carry a clown  nose with me pretty much everywhere I go. One never knows when one might be inspired to whip it out and pop it on. Sometimes, I don this brightly colored detachable appendage and drive around with it on as I go about my day. It makes me happy to make people smile and perhaps cheer someone up with  my silliness. Sometimes I put it on just for me because it's a good stress buster. I can even occasionally be spotted skipping about the neighborhood with it... because why not? If it encourages others to be more playful - even better! I gotta be me! #beingme #quirky #fabulous #beyourself #changetheworld
There’s a strange kind of heartbreak in realizing most endings don’t announce themselves. And even when they do, nothing quite prepares you. No music swells. No warning lights flash. No one hands you a script and says, this is the last time so here's what you need to say. Sometimes the last conversation sounds completely ordinary. Sometimes the last hug is rushed. Sometimes the last “I’ll talk to you later” quietly becomes forever. And that thought has been sitting heavily with me today. Life moves so fast that we forget how sacred our ordinary moments really are. A hand on your back. A voice note. A lingering conversation in a parking lot. Someone reaching for you in the middle of their day just to tell you something small. We think there will always be more time. More chances. Another visit. Another call. Another morning. But life is unpredictable, fragile, and deeply human. So love people out loud.Tell them what they meant to you while they’re still here to hear it and you are still here to say it. Pay attention when someone is speaking instead of waiting for your turn to talk. Look people in the eyes. Stay a little longer. Send the message. Give the hug. Say the thing. Because one of the greatest gifts we can offer another person is the feeling of being truly seen. Truly heard. And, knowing they truly mattered to someone. And, maybe, that’s what stays with people in the end. Not the perfectly worded conversations or grand gestures - but the way you made them feel safe, valued, remembered, and loved. I think we often underestimate how much tenderness changes people, how much kindness lingers, and how deeply people carry the moments where someone made them feel less alone. So... if you love someone, say it. If you appreciate someone, tell them. If someone crosses your mind, reach for them. Leave people softer than you found them. Leave them lighter. Leave them knowing they mattered here. Because people may not remember every word you said, but they will remember how your presence felt.
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There’s a strange kind of heartbreak in realizing most endings don’t announce themselves. And even when they do, nothing quite prepares you. No music swells. No warning lights flash. No one hands you a script and says, this is the last time so here's what you need to say. Sometimes the last conversation sounds completely ordinary. Sometimes the last hug is rushed. Sometimes the last “I’ll talk to you later” quietly becomes forever. And that thought has been sitting heavily with me today. Life moves so fast that we forget how sacred our ordinary moments really are. A hand on your back. A voice note. A lingering conversation in a parking lot. Someone reaching for you in the middle of their day just to tell you something small. We think there will always be more time. More chances. Another visit. Another call. Another morning. But life is unpredictable, fragile, and deeply human. So love people out loud.Tell them what they meant to you while they’re still here to hear it and you are still here to say it. Pay attention when someone is speaking instead of waiting for your turn to talk. Look people in the eyes. Stay a little longer. Send the message. Give the hug. Say the thing. Because one of the greatest gifts we can offer another person is the feeling of being truly seen. Truly heard. And, knowing they truly mattered to someone. And, maybe, that’s what stays with people in the end. Not the perfectly worded conversations or grand gestures - but the way you made them feel safe, valued, remembered, and loved. I think we often underestimate how much tenderness changes people, how much kindness lingers, and how deeply people carry the moments where someone made them feel less alone. So... if you love someone, say it. If you appreciate someone, tell them. If someone crosses your mind, reach for them. Leave people softer than you found them. Leave them lighter. Leave them knowing they mattered here. Because people may not remember every word you said, but they will remember how your presence felt.
Double double toil and trouble fire burn and cauldron bubble Shadows of a thousand years Rise again unseen Voices whisper in the trees, Tonight is Halloween! 🎃 #happyhalloween🎃 #witches #witchesofinstagram #samhain #redwitch
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Double double toil and trouble fire burn and cauldron bubble Shadows of a thousand years Rise again unseen Voices whisper in the trees, Tonight is Halloween! 🎃 #happyhalloween🎃 #witches #witchesofinstagram #samhain #redwitch
The Pink Dreams team and friends had a blast covering the Paramount+ Canada VIP Premiere event for Taylor Sheridan's new series The Madison. Actors Elle Chapman and Toronto's Patrick J. Adams joined us on the red carpet and gave us a glimpse into Taylor Sheridan's drama debut. The star-studded cast includes Michelle Pfeiffer and Kurt Russell, playing Stacey and Preston Clyburn navigating grief and rebuilding their lives in the untamed beauty of Montana's Madison River Valley on a search for connection. The first three episodes drop on Paramount+ Canada on March 14th with the final three following on March 21st. Last two photo credits to @georgepimentel1 A special thank you to @paramountplusca for the invite! #ParamountPlusCA #themadison #montana #healing #lovestories
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The Pink Dreams team and friends had a blast covering the Paramount+ Canada VIP Premiere event for Taylor Sheridan's new series The Madison. Actors Elle Chapman and Toronto's Patrick J. Adams joined us on the red carpet and gave us a glimpse into Taylor Sheridan's drama debut. The star-studded cast includes Michelle Pfeiffer and Kurt Russell, playing Stacey and Preston Clyburn navigating grief and rebuilding their lives in the untamed beauty of Montana's Madison River Valley on a search for connection. The first three episodes drop on Paramount+ Canada on March 14th with the final three following on March 21st. Last two photo credits to @georgepimentel1 A special thank you to @paramountplusca for the invite! #ParamountPlusCA #themadison #montana #healing #lovestories
Be the kind of person who leaves things better than you found them. The kind who notices what others overlook. Who offers encouragement before it is asked for. Who remembers names, keeps promises, and makes room at the table. Be the kind of person who plants trees whose shade you may never sit beneath. Who shares credit, carries hope, and chooses kindness even when it costs something. Be the kind of person whose presence makes others stand a little taller, laugh a little easier, and believe a little more in themselves. Not because the world is watching. But because every life you touch becomes part of the world you leave behind. Be that person. The one you once needed. The one whose kindness becomes part of someone else's strength, and whose courage gives others permission to find their own. #kindnessmatters
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Be the kind of person who leaves things better than you found them. The kind who notices what others overlook. Who offers encouragement before it is asked for. Who remembers names, keeps promises, and makes room at the table. Be the kind of person who plants trees whose shade you may never sit beneath. Who shares credit, carries hope, and chooses kindness even when it costs something. Be the kind of person whose presence makes others stand a little taller, laugh a little easier, and believe a little more in themselves. Not because the world is watching. But because every life you touch becomes part of the world you leave behind. Be that person. The one you once needed. The one whose kindness becomes part of someone else's strength, and whose courage gives others permission to find their own. #kindnessmatters
There are days when a country feels less like lines drawn on a map and more like a living story we are invited to help write. Today was one of those days. I spent part of my Canada Day volunteering at the Welcome Table, dutifully scraping dishes and charming our guests, which turned out to be a far greater privilege than I could have imagined. One of our guests came back before he left simply to thank me for a hug. He told me he hadn't been hugged in a very long time and that holidays could be especially difficult when you're spending them alone. Then, with a tentative smile, he played me a few sound clips of himself singing and playing the guitar. Watching his face fill with quiet pride as he shared something he loved, I found myself hoping the evening had lifted something heavy from his shoulders. It reminded me how astonishingly little it sometimes takes to let another human being know they are seen. As I drove home, I found myself thinking that perhaps this is what I love most about Canada. Not that we have perfected the art of being a nation—we certainly haven't—but that ordinary people quietly choose kindness every single day. We are a curious people. We survive winters determined to freeze our eyelashes together and summers apparently intent on melting us straight into the pavement. We apologize to inanimate objects, consider maple syrup an entirely respectable food group, welcome people from every corner of the world who become part of the Canadian story, and have discovered that our differences have become one of our greatest strengths. We also think nothing of helping a stranger out of a snowbank, making snow angels after the first good snowfall, or writing letters to Santa at H0H 0H0 because, of course, he's Canadian. It may not all make perfect sense, but somehow it feels perfectly Canadian—and I rather love that. We are blessed with endless lakes, towering mountains, ancient forests, rugged coastlines, and skies wide enough to make the soul breathe a little deeper. Yet I suspect Canada's greatest beauty has always been its people. That is why I remain so profoundly grateful—and so very proud—to call Canada home. Happy Canada Day. �
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There are days when a country feels less like lines drawn on a map and more like a living story we are invited to help write. Today was one of those days. I spent part of my Canada Day volunteering at the Welcome Table, dutifully scraping dishes and charming our guests, which turned out to be a far greater privilege than I could have imagined. One of our guests came back before he left simply to thank me for a hug. He told me he hadn't been hugged in a very long time and that holidays could be especially difficult when you're spending them alone. Then, with a tentative smile, he played me a few sound clips of himself singing and playing the guitar. Watching his face fill with quiet pride as he shared something he loved, I found myself hoping the evening had lifted something heavy from his shoulders. It reminded me how astonishingly little it sometimes takes to let another human being know they are seen. As I drove home, I found myself thinking that perhaps this is what I love most about Canada. Not that we have perfected the art of being a nation—we certainly haven't—but that ordinary people quietly choose kindness every single day. We are a curious people. We survive winters determined to freeze our eyelashes together and summers apparently intent on melting us straight into the pavement. We apologize to inanimate objects, consider maple syrup an entirely respectable food group, welcome people from every corner of the world who become part of the Canadian story, and have discovered that our differences have become one of our greatest strengths. We also think nothing of helping a stranger out of a snowbank, making snow angels after the first good snowfall, or writing letters to Santa at H0H 0H0 because, of course, he's Canadian. It may not all make perfect sense, but somehow it feels perfectly Canadian—and I rather love that. We are blessed with endless lakes, towering mountains, ancient forests, rugged coastlines, and skies wide enough to make the soul breathe a little deeper. Yet I suspect Canada's greatest beauty has always been its people. That is why I remain so profoundly grateful—and so very proud—to call Canada home. Happy Canada Day. �
I didn’t expect something as simple as a sunset to shift something in me last night, but somehow it did. I looked up and everything outside was awash in violet, ember, and rose gold. The trees stood perfectly still and the whole backyard glowed in that fleeting, impossible way that makes the world feel almost suspended for a moment. And instead of just admiring it through the window, I went outside and let myself become part of it. Somewhere in the middle of the silence and colour and cool evening air, I remembered how good it feels to truly notice things again. Not just glance at life while rushing through it, but stop long enough to let yourself feel the strange magic of it all. The sky. The stillness. The way beauty keeps showing up quietly and asking nothing of us except that we pay attention. And somehow, without fanfare or revelation, that sunset lifted something in me. Just a small, gentle reminder that life is still happening around us all the time — and so much of it is beautiful if we remember to look. #healingjourney
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I didn’t expect something as simple as a sunset to shift something in me last night, but somehow it did. I looked up and everything outside was awash in violet, ember, and rose gold. The trees stood perfectly still and the whole backyard glowed in that fleeting, impossible way that makes the world feel almost suspended for a moment. And instead of just admiring it through the window, I went outside and let myself become part of it. Somewhere in the middle of the silence and colour and cool evening air, I remembered how good it feels to truly notice things again. Not just glance at life while rushing through it, but stop long enough to let yourself feel the strange magic of it all. The sky. The stillness. The way beauty keeps showing up quietly and asking nothing of us except that we pay attention. And somehow, without fanfare or revelation, that sunset lifted something in me. Just a small, gentle reminder that life is still happening around us all the time — and so much of it is beautiful if we remember to look. #healingjourney
Ok... I can do this. Breathe, Shelley. The idea that everything has to be perfect has never really fit my style. I believe there’s beauty in everything… I just happen to find it a lot faster in other people than in myself. So—here goes. My daughter pointed out yesterday that there are very few photos of me from the past few decades - at least very few I’ve actually let exist in public that either haven't been edited or passed muster with miraculous lighting. So I'm challenging myself to work on this... and to work on taking photos with my daughter and other people without freaking out. Between the nerve damage in my face and the full-blown internal debate every time I see a camera, posting photos has felt less like “sharing memories” and more like entering a psychological obstacle course… barefoot… in the dark… with commentary. So, here we are. A full documentary series from yesterday: • me sitting safely in the office, hair behaving (but, I had had a face treatment that left me swollen and I posted it anyway because everything doesn't have to be perfect) • me stepping outside into instant humidity chaos with the rain (you can already see me shrinking) • me - hair dried - after getting absolutely wrecked by rain on the way to our event (terrified of running into anybody I knew and of course I did) • and finally, me back home like… “this ponytail is now my personality” In the past, rain would’ve been my official excuse to cancel. "Oh no, rain, I can't possibly leave the house.” But yesterday? I showed up anyway. Wet, slightly feral, and even lower on dignity—but I showed up. And the wild part? No one cared what I looked like. Honestly… by the end, I almost didn’t either. I might’ve even enjoyed it—running around, getting soaked, splashing in puddles like an unsupervised 10-year-old. I have truly forgotten how joyful that can be. So… progress. Unhinged, slightly damp progress—but progress. There might actually be hope for me yet! #lovingme #confession #loveoverfear #selfloveclub
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Ok... I can do this. Breathe, Shelley. The idea that everything has to be perfect has never really fit my style. I believe there’s beauty in everything… I just happen to find it a lot faster in other people than in myself. So—here goes. My daughter pointed out yesterday that there are very few photos of me from the past few decades - at least very few I’ve actually let exist in public that either haven't been edited or passed muster with miraculous lighting. So I'm challenging myself to work on this... and to work on taking photos with my daughter and other people without freaking out. Between the nerve damage in my face and the full-blown internal debate every time I see a camera, posting photos has felt less like “sharing memories” and more like entering a psychological obstacle course… barefoot… in the dark… with commentary. So, here we are. A full documentary series from yesterday: • me sitting safely in the office, hair behaving (but, I had had a face treatment that left me swollen and I posted it anyway because everything doesn't have to be perfect) • me stepping outside into instant humidity chaos with the rain (you can already see me shrinking) • me - hair dried - after getting absolutely wrecked by rain on the way to our event (terrified of running into anybody I knew and of course I did) • and finally, me back home like… “this ponytail is now my personality” In the past, rain would’ve been my official excuse to cancel. "Oh no, rain, I can't possibly leave the house.” But yesterday? I showed up anyway. Wet, slightly feral, and even lower on dignity—but I showed up. And the wild part? No one cared what I looked like. Honestly… by the end, I almost didn’t either. I might’ve even enjoyed it—running around, getting soaked, splashing in puddles like an unsupervised 10-year-old. I have truly forgotten how joyful that can be. So… progress. Unhinged, slightly damp progress—but progress. There might actually be hope for me yet! #lovingme #confession #loveoverfear #selfloveclub
I vividly recall the 1988 Summer Games where Ben Johnson broke the record for the 100m final, like it was yesterday. Despite that it was my mother's birthday, there I was crouched beside Ben, embroiled in the excitement, flabbergasted at his astonishing start and his unbelievable record-breaking speed, and then in a blink of my eye, the sight of Ben pointing skywards as he tore across the finish line. Okay.. maybe, I have a vivid imagination and I wasn't actually there in person, but I was crouched in front of the TV and that still counts! I was there in spirit and living vicariously along with many other proud Canadians. I also remember watching the news just 3 days later in the university cafeteria - and discovering that Ben had plunged from hero to zero and was stripped of his medal in disgrace. Ben was splashed across media outlets and painted as a villain and a cheater. I was utterly crestfallen. In Hate The Player: the Ben Johnson story, a six-part miniseries starring Canadian actor Shamier Anderson as Ben, (fitting that they are both Scarborough boys) we'll take a deep look into the rise and fall of the infamous Canadian sprinter, the systemic use of drugs in sports, and how he went from G.O.A.T. to scapegoat in this eye-opening mockumentary, Ben tells his side of the story in this playful comedy about what has been dubbed " the dirtiest race in history." Our Pink Dreams Team was at the premiere in top form serving up red carpet glam, engaging interviews, and enjoying a private screening. Meanwhile, I was at home horizontal, fraught with fomo, heating pad chic with muscle relaxers, questioning my life choices, all while trying to fend off the insistent advances of a cold as I was going down for the count. Luckily, for the rest of us who missed it, Hate the Players is streaming NOW on Paramount+ Canada! Hate The Player has a supporting cast of top notch comedic talent, including Andrew Phung, "King Bach" Karen Robinson, Mark McKinney, Ennis Esmer, Kristian Bruun & Malaika Hennie Malad. Ben Johnson quote from interview with @mrwillwong Photo credits: @megasdream #HateThePlayer #Paramountplusca #StreamingNow #BenJohnson #memories
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I vividly recall the 1988 Summer Games where Ben Johnson broke the record for the 100m final, like it was yesterday. Despite that it was my mother's birthday, there I was crouched beside Ben, embroiled in the excitement, flabbergasted at his astonishing start and his unbelievable record-breaking speed, and then in a blink of my eye, the sight of Ben pointing skywards as he tore across the finish line. Okay.. maybe, I have a vivid imagination and I wasn't actually there in person, but I was crouched in front of the TV and that still counts! I was there in spirit and living vicariously along with many other proud Canadians. I also remember watching the news just 3 days later in the university cafeteria - and discovering that Ben had plunged from hero to zero and was stripped of his medal in disgrace. Ben was splashed across media outlets and painted as a villain and a cheater. I was utterly crestfallen. In Hate The Player: the Ben Johnson story, a six-part miniseries starring Canadian actor Shamier Anderson as Ben, (fitting that they are both Scarborough boys) we'll take a deep look into the rise and fall of the infamous Canadian sprinter, the systemic use of drugs in sports, and how he went from G.O.A.T. to scapegoat in this eye-opening mockumentary, Ben tells his side of the story in this playful comedy about what has been dubbed " the dirtiest race in history." Our Pink Dreams Team was at the premiere in top form serving up red carpet glam, engaging interviews, and enjoying a private screening. Meanwhile, I was at home horizontal, fraught with fomo, heating pad chic with muscle relaxers, questioning my life choices, all while trying to fend off the insistent advances of a cold as I was going down for the count. Luckily, for the rest of us who missed it, Hate the Players is streaming NOW on Paramount+ Canada! Hate The Player has a supporting cast of top notch comedic talent, including Andrew Phung, "King Bach" Karen Robinson, Mark McKinney, Ennis Esmer, Kristian Bruun & Malaika Hennie Malad. Ben Johnson quote from interview with @mrwillwong Photo credits: @megasdream #HateThePlayer #Paramountplusca #StreamingNow #BenJohnson #memories
Happy Valentine's Day, my darling man. ❤️ I don't think you have any idea how wonderful you are. Sometimes what's in my heart seems so overwhelming to ever find the perfect words to tell you how I feel about you. When you look into my eyes, I hope you can see how much I love you and how much you mean to me. I feel so blessed to share my days with you by my side - in joy and struggle alike. We are for each other a place where we grow and learn together. We accept each other for who we are and where we each are on our journeys. When I think of all the gentle loving moments we've shared and all the beautiful memories we've yet to make, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Nothing sounds better to me than spending the rest of forever with you. And wherever our journey takes us or what might happen along the way, I smile when I think of us as two cute and zany old people who are still big kids, still holding hands, still making each other laugh, and still totally in love. ❤️ #valentine #blessedbeyondmeasure #love
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Happy Valentine's Day, my darling man. ❤️ I don't think you have any idea how wonderful you are. Sometimes what's in my heart seems so overwhelming to ever find the perfect words to tell you how I feel about you. When you look into my eyes, I hope you can see how much I love you and how much you mean to me. I feel so blessed to share my days with you by my side - in joy and struggle alike. We are for each other a place where we grow and learn together. We accept each other for who we are and where we each are on our journeys. When I think of all the gentle loving moments we've shared and all the beautiful memories we've yet to make, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Nothing sounds better to me than spending the rest of forever with you. And wherever our journey takes us or what might happen along the way, I smile when I think of us as two cute and zany old people who are still big kids, still holding hands, still making each other laugh, and still totally in love. ❤️ #valentine #blessedbeyondmeasure #love
Our latest Turning the Page with Pink Dreams Book Club selection was The Life Cycle of the Common Octopus by Emma Knight, and I have been quietly carrying this book around in my mind ever since I finished it. I spent most of the novel wondering why it carried that title. It felt beautiful and strange and slightly elusive — like it was holding onto a secret just out of reach. And then the meaning slowly revealed itself. Not in some dramatic literary thunderclap, but in that quietly surprising way that certain truths arrive — the kind that suddenly cast light backward across every page before them. Because this book is really about identity and adaptation. About the versions of ourselves we create in order to survive longing, love, motherhood, absence, expectation, and becoming... And about how human beings camouflage too. What I loved most is that the novel understands something many books miss entirely: that identity is not fixed. We become ourselves in fragments. Through silence. Through longing. Through the stories other people tell us about who we are — and the truths withheld from us. What lingered with me most were the spaces between what was said. The pauses. The restraint. The imagined inner worlds quietly humming beneath the dialogue. The book somehow invites you to step into those silences and inhabit them alongside the characters. By the end, I felt like the story had quietly wrapped one of its many arms around my heart without me even noticing. Some books shout their meaning. This one waits patiently for you to feel it. Turning the Page with Pink Dreams Book Club next meets Tuesday, May 12th at 7:00 PM 💕📚 DM me if interested in joining. #literaryfiction #bookclubs #booklover
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Our latest Turning the Page with Pink Dreams Book Club selection was The Life Cycle of the Common Octopus by Emma Knight, and I have been quietly carrying this book around in my mind ever since I finished it. I spent most of the novel wondering why it carried that title. It felt beautiful and strange and slightly elusive — like it was holding onto a secret just out of reach. And then the meaning slowly revealed itself. Not in some dramatic literary thunderclap, but in that quietly surprising way that certain truths arrive — the kind that suddenly cast light backward across every page before them. Because this book is really about identity and adaptation. About the versions of ourselves we create in order to survive longing, love, motherhood, absence, expectation, and becoming... And about how human beings camouflage too. What I loved most is that the novel understands something many books miss entirely: that identity is not fixed. We become ourselves in fragments. Through silence. Through longing. Through the stories other people tell us about who we are — and the truths withheld from us. What lingered with me most were the spaces between what was said. The pauses. The restraint. The imagined inner worlds quietly humming beneath the dialogue. The book somehow invites you to step into those silences and inhabit them alongside the characters. By the end, I felt like the story had quietly wrapped one of its many arms around my heart without me even noticing. Some books shout their meaning. This one waits patiently for you to feel it. Turning the Page with Pink Dreams Book Club next meets Tuesday, May 12th at 7:00 PM 💕📚 DM me if interested in joining. #literaryfiction #bookclubs #booklover
Yesterday I wandered through the world as though it had quietly remembered my name. Every path seemed worth following, every breeze carried a story, until one particularly persuasive path led me beneath a willow tree where I somehow found myself weaving a daisy chain with complete confidence that this was a perfectly sensible way for a grown woman to spend an afternoon. The moment I settled my dainty crown upon my head, the words poured forth with all the decorum of children who had been waiting far too long to be let out to play. They tumbled over one another, impatient to be heard, spilling across waiting pages until I was no longer writing them so much as trying to keep up. Every now and then one particularly persuasive sentence would pause just long enough to smile politely before wandering off, beckoning me to follow. Which, with such a gracious invitation, of course I accepted. Really, it would have been terribly rude not to. The curious thing about following words is that sometimes they lead us somewhere we hadn't expected to go. Yesterday, mine wandered into a quiet corner of my own heart that had been patiently waiting for a little more kindness... a little more tending... and perhaps a little more light. I met myself there. She looked as though she'd been carrying rather a lot, so I gave her a hug. Today, I've found myself thinking about family, friends, and all the remarkable people who quietly become part of the architecture of our lives. Perhaps that's one of life's loveliest deceptions - not that time is endless, but that love can become so familiar we forget to keep placing it into one another's hands. Because I know what it's like to wonder if I matter. So today, I simply want to move through the world a little more generously. I want the people who cross my path to leave my company feeling a little more loved than when they found me. If, along the way, I say something no one quite understands and I'm rewarded with a few perplexed looks, a couple of affectionate head shakes, and eventually laughter... well, at least I did my best to leave behind a smile. Really, it would be terribly poor manners to keep all this love to myself. 💚
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Yesterday I wandered through the world as though it had quietly remembered my name. Every path seemed worth following, every breeze carried a story, until one particularly persuasive path led me beneath a willow tree where I somehow found myself weaving a daisy chain with complete confidence that this was a perfectly sensible way for a grown woman to spend an afternoon. The moment I settled my dainty crown upon my head, the words poured forth with all the decorum of children who had been waiting far too long to be let out to play. They tumbled over one another, impatient to be heard, spilling across waiting pages until I was no longer writing them so much as trying to keep up. Every now and then one particularly persuasive sentence would pause just long enough to smile politely before wandering off, beckoning me to follow. Which, with such a gracious invitation, of course I accepted. Really, it would have been terribly rude not to. The curious thing about following words is that sometimes they lead us somewhere we hadn't expected to go. Yesterday, mine wandered into a quiet corner of my own heart that had been patiently waiting for a little more kindness... a little more tending... and perhaps a little more light. I met myself there. She looked as though she'd been carrying rather a lot, so I gave her a hug. Today, I've found myself thinking about family, friends, and all the remarkable people who quietly become part of the architecture of our lives. Perhaps that's one of life's loveliest deceptions - not that time is endless, but that love can become so familiar we forget to keep placing it into one another's hands. Because I know what it's like to wonder if I matter. So today, I simply want to move through the world a little more generously. I want the people who cross my path to leave my company feeling a little more loved than when they found me. If, along the way, I say something no one quite understands and I'm rewarded with a few perplexed looks, a couple of affectionate head shakes, and eventually laughter... well, at least I did my best to leave behind a smile. Really, it would be terribly poor manners to keep all this love to myself. 💚
HAVE YOU HEARD OF THE PINK PILL? I hadn't!  Just in time for International Women's Day... A new documentary has been unveiled on Paramount+ Canada.  Now, I am well aware of the fact that every right I have,  has come to me through the audacity and the tenacity of strong women who've come before me and fought for that right. Cindy Eckert @cindypinkceo is one such woman. She is a pioneer in women's sexual health, a well-respected entrepreneur, a force of nature with a bold pink vision, and a hero in my eyes!  By producers Julie Bristow of Catalyst and Abby Greensfelder of Every Woman Studios, along with filmmaker Aisling Chin-Yee, "The Pink Pill: Sex, Drugs & Who Has Control" we enter a conversation around power, out of balance societal standards, and the right for women to have autonomy over their own bodies.  The Pink Pill features CEO Cindy Eckert of Sprout pharmaceuticals and her battle to bring to market a pill that treats hypoactive sexual desire disorder. Unlike the little blue pill which increases blood flow (we've all heard of that one!), the pink pill works by acting on neurotransmitters in the brain to boost desire.  Now if you're a woman who once had a healthy sex life and then suddenly, inexplicably, and distressingly,  found yourself with a lack of libido - it's not your fault!  And, you're going to want to WATCH THIS film. In fact your partner will want to WATCH IT,  too!  I'm not going to give away any more spoilers but I will say this. For me personally, this documentary, was eye-opening, mind-blowing, and even life-changing. I left inspired and have been talking non-stop about it to anybody who will listen. A very big thank you to @paramountplusca and Jennifer Ettinger, CEO of @pinkdreamsinc for the invitation to the premiere! #thepinkpill #letstalkaboutsex #ParamountPlusCA #womenshealth @thepinkpillfilm @everywomanstudios @abbygreensfelder
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HAVE YOU HEARD OF THE PINK PILL? I hadn't!  Just in time for International Women's Day... A new documentary has been unveiled on Paramount+ Canada.  Now, I am well aware of the fact that every right I have,  has come to me through the audacity and the tenacity of strong women who've come before me and fought for that right. Cindy Eckert @cindypinkceo is one such woman. She is a pioneer in women's sexual health, a well-respected entrepreneur, a force of nature with a bold pink vision, and a hero in my eyes!  By producers Julie Bristow of Catalyst and Abby Greensfelder of Every Woman Studios, along with filmmaker Aisling Chin-Yee, "The Pink Pill: Sex, Drugs & Who Has Control" we enter a conversation around power, out of balance societal standards, and the right for women to have autonomy over their own bodies.  The Pink Pill features CEO Cindy Eckert of Sprout pharmaceuticals and her battle to bring to market a pill that treats hypoactive sexual desire disorder. Unlike the little blue pill which increases blood flow (we've all heard of that one!), the pink pill works by acting on neurotransmitters in the brain to boost desire.  Now if you're a woman who once had a healthy sex life and then suddenly, inexplicably, and distressingly,  found yourself with a lack of libido - it's not your fault!  And, you're going to want to WATCH THIS film. In fact your partner will want to WATCH IT,  too!  I'm not going to give away any more spoilers but I will say this. For me personally, this documentary, was eye-opening, mind-blowing, and even life-changing. I left inspired and have been talking non-stop about it to anybody who will listen. A very big thank you to @paramountplusca and Jennifer Ettinger, CEO of @pinkdreamsinc for the invitation to the premiere! #thepinkpill #letstalkaboutsex #ParamountPlusCA #womenshealth @thepinkpillfilm @everywomanstudios @abbygreensfelder
As we curled up by the fire, I thought - what should we toast? Decided on.. to kindness and love The things we need most. ❤ As we enter this new year, may we hold our hearts open And remember our power In deeds and words spoken To bring grace to others, With regard for all lives, To show others their greatness When they look in our eyes. To look for connections, And not at our differences, And when we look at all others May we see their magnificence. This is my wish and my resolve for each day Happy New Year everyone It's up to us what we create. ♥️ #HappyNewYear #love #kindness #connection #power
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As we curled up by the fire, I thought - what should we toast? Decided on.. to kindness and love The things we need most. ❤ As we enter this new year, may we hold our hearts open And remember our power In deeds and words spoken To bring grace to others, With regard for all lives, To show others their greatness When they look in our eyes. To look for connections, And not at our differences, And when we look at all others May we see their magnificence. This is my wish and my resolve for each day Happy New Year everyone It's up to us what we create. ♥️ #HappyNewYear #love #kindness #connection #power
I can't believe my bestie and I were accepted to Starfleet Academy! A dream come true! Ok ok.. it was actually the Star Trek: Starfleet Academy Exclusive Premiere, with Blue Carpet, Q & A, and an after party with cast members! It was well worth braving the elements to make it there! Thank you so much to @paramountplusca for the invitation! Oh, what a night for diehard Trekkies like we are! And our @pinkdreams.inc team was there in fine form along with some new species to which we were introduced. Set in the 32nd century after the massive disaster called the burn shattered the alliance, this new federation is rebuilding and this new series boldly goes where none have gone before. Starfleet cadets navigate friendships, rivalries, and first loves while training to become officers - all whilst facing a new threat endangering the Academy and Federation. The talent is off the hook, the visual effects are mind-blowing, the characters are truly endearing, and the show is brimming with Star Trek spirit! I won't reveal any plot twists... but you can stream the brand-new series with a new episode every Thursday on #ParamountPlusCA #BrandPartner #StarfleetAcademy #Startrek
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I can't believe my bestie and I were accepted to Starfleet Academy! A dream come true! Ok ok.. it was actually the Star Trek: Starfleet Academy Exclusive Premiere, with Blue Carpet, Q & A, and an after party with cast members! It was well worth braving the elements to make it there! Thank you so much to @paramountplusca for the invitation! Oh, what a night for diehard Trekkies like we are! And our @pinkdreams.inc team was there in fine form along with some new species to which we were introduced. Set in the 32nd century after the massive disaster called the burn shattered the alliance, this new federation is rebuilding and this new series boldly goes where none have gone before. Starfleet cadets navigate friendships, rivalries, and first loves while training to become officers - all whilst facing a new threat endangering the Academy and Federation. The talent is off the hook, the visual effects are mind-blowing, the characters are truly endearing, and the show is brimming with Star Trek spirit! I won't reveal any plot twists... but you can stream the brand-new series with a new episode every Thursday on #ParamountPlusCA #BrandPartner #StarfleetAcademy #Startrek
Nothing like a girls weekend with friends from back home who have known me since I was a kid! It was exhausting and exhilarating all at the same time. We had so much fun filling in the blanks in each other's memories, regaling each other with stories, cooking together, hottubbing, dancing, an escape room, new experiences in the Sultan's tent, and a whole lot of love and laughter. I wouldn't change a minute of it... and, although I wish I hadn't, it was worth throwing out my back last night living life to the fullest! It was very nice to be so well taken care of this morning all the antics continued. I'm feeling so blessed and loved and grateful. Until next time! 🥂 #thesultanstent #labryinth #friendsforlife #girlsweekend #friendshipgoals
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Nothing like a girls weekend with friends from back home who have known me since I was a kid! It was exhausting and exhilarating all at the same time. We had so much fun filling in the blanks in each other's memories, regaling each other with stories, cooking together, hottubbing, dancing, an escape room, new experiences in the Sultan's tent, and a whole lot of love and laughter. I wouldn't change a minute of it... and, although I wish I hadn't, it was worth throwing out my back last night living life to the fullest! It was very nice to be so well taken care of this morning all the antics continued. I'm feeling so blessed and loved and grateful. Until next time! 🥂 #thesultanstent #labryinth #friendsforlife #girlsweekend #friendshipgoals
Come with me for a sneak peak of an exclusive Paramount Plus Canada event celebrating a new era of Yellowstone starring Luke Grimes as he reprises his role as Kayce Dutton in MARSHALS! It's new beginnings for Kayce as he learns to balance his roles as lawman and father as he joins an elite unit of the U.S. Marshals in Montana. Luke dishes on the emotional roller coaster his character is living through and how he has to navigate the unexpected, the training and choreography of the scenes, his music, and what it's like to be a new dad. He is a down to earth guy and a real sweetheart! Of what a night! Red carpet interviews, an intimate Q&A, personalized bandanas (mine says Sassy, of course!) and an incredible afterparty! A BIG THANK YOU to @paramountplusca for hosting this amazing event! Marshals premieres on March 2 on @paramountplusca ! Photo credit @georgepimentel1 #ParamountPlusCA #marshals #lukegrimes #taylorsheridan #cowboys
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Come with me for a sneak peak of an exclusive Paramount Plus Canada event celebrating a new era of Yellowstone starring Luke Grimes as he reprises his role as Kayce Dutton in MARSHALS! It's new beginnings for Kayce as he learns to balance his roles as lawman and father as he joins an elite unit of the U.S. Marshals in Montana. Luke dishes on the emotional roller coaster his character is living through and how he has to navigate the unexpected, the training and choreography of the scenes, his music, and what it's like to be a new dad. He is a down to earth guy and a real sweetheart! Of what a night! Red carpet interviews, an intimate Q&A, personalized bandanas (mine says Sassy, of course!) and an incredible afterparty! A BIG THANK YOU to @paramountplusca for hosting this amazing event! Marshals premieres on March 2 on @paramountplusca ! Photo credit @georgepimentel1 #ParamountPlusCA #marshals #lukegrimes #taylorsheridan #cowboys
Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there—the honorary dads, the stepdads, the grandfathers, the mentors, the men doing the very best they can with what they have, and to everyone who shows up with kindness, guidance, patience, and love. Whether someone is just beginning their journey or has long since grown, a father's presence can make all the difference. And a very Happy Father's Day to the only dad I've ever known. Thank you for your stories, your words of encouragement, and for always being in my corner. Thank you for embracing my wonderfully whimsical nature - though, to be fair, I don't think either of us had much choice in that. 😊 Thank you for appreciating the storyteller, the hostess who delights in creating memorable feasts, and the woman who can't seem to resist turning every ordinary day into a little performance, with laughter, dancing throughout the house (or wherever we happen to go), and your trademark affectionate eye roll never far behind. Oh! And, thank you, for giving me a beautiful big sister. It's been a wonderful gift not to be the oldest anymore! 😉 I'm also grateful that we can happily disappear into a little jazz, swing, big band, and the timeless voices of another era. It's one of my favorite things we share. Thank you for appreciating me exactly as I am. I appreciate you right back. Happy Father's Day, Ray. ❤️
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Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there—the honorary dads, the stepdads, the grandfathers, the mentors, the men doing the very best they can with what they have, and to everyone who shows up with kindness, guidance, patience, and love. Whether someone is just beginning their journey or has long since grown, a father's presence can make all the difference. And a very Happy Father's Day to the only dad I've ever known. Thank you for your stories, your words of encouragement, and for always being in my corner. Thank you for embracing my wonderfully whimsical nature - though, to be fair, I don't think either of us had much choice in that. 😊 Thank you for appreciating the storyteller, the hostess who delights in creating memorable feasts, and the woman who can't seem to resist turning every ordinary day into a little performance, with laughter, dancing throughout the house (or wherever we happen to go), and your trademark affectionate eye roll never far behind. Oh! And, thank you, for giving me a beautiful big sister. It's been a wonderful gift not to be the oldest anymore! 😉 I'm also grateful that we can happily disappear into a little jazz, swing, big band, and the timeless voices of another era. It's one of my favorite things we share. Thank you for appreciating me exactly as I am. I appreciate you right back. Happy Father's Day, Ray. ❤️

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