Katie Leggitt

This just happened. Walking my dog to the dog park, and within the span of 100 feet, I: -was snubbed by an ex -fell in love with a handsome mister -was asked out by a creepy stranger and -saw an old flame. Unbelievable universe.  Really?  What is that all about?  Is this a sign that I should stay in NDG after secret wishes to move to the plateau in the coming months?  Is it a sign that there is some serious manly potential here?  Or is it just a typical afternoon in my neighborhood? Or.  Maybe I'm reading too much into it. Regardless, I didn't bother saying hi to this "ex;" we only dated briefly. I bought stuff from the handsome stranger, lied and told the creep that I was seeing someone, and finally, stared sadly at the back of this handsome gentleman as he walked his adorable dog. SIGH. All in due time right folks?  All in due time.  Here's a song I'm dedicating to myself, because I CAN. I love every single one you, Katie

Hey.  It's been a while, how you doing?  Oh that's cool.  Me?  Yeah not bad, been better but you know how it is, ups and downs, ups and downs right?  Oh nothing man, just like... not feeling it you know?  Just kind of went under for a while, couldn't really shake it.  Yeah Winnipeg was great, really loved it.  Not as life changing as I'd hoped, but I have a tendency to over-hype things. *** My brain has slowed to a summer pace, my fridge smells like feet and my healthy habits have been thrown to the wayside (or should I say waist-side, I've put on a few).  But that's okay because I'm on summer vacation right?  It's amazing how much taking a break from a busy lifestyle can have an opposite effect on someone.  In comes healthy ways to relax, or what I should have been doing these past few weeks: 1. Remember how much of a negative effect eating crap has on your spirit.  Continue to eat well and don't adopt Kraft as your household staple. 2. Get o

Can't seem to spit one out.  Here goes nothing. Today I visited the cemetery in Winnipeg where my great-grandparents are buried.   Paul Paulson, and his wife, Gudna  (Not entirely sure how to spell that Icelandic name).  We had to get the plots and the layout and thank god there was someone at the admin building because we never would have found them otherwise. Standing there, the Paulson name beyond my toes made me feel so appreciative that these two particular people, whom I've never met, met, and had babies.  13 of them actually.  My grandpa, René, was one of them.   And as each family tree works, he went on to meet my grandma, Irene, who made my mom, Denise, who met my dad, John, and so on and so on.  Meanwhile, the fork of heritage on my dad's side had been working it all out too over the years and destiny with a splash of lust stepped in and boom, here I am. Here we all are.  And what a nice place to be. Being away from home is treating me well and it's making

Okay.  Soooooo like what's the deal universe?  What's with all the nice gestures lately?  I feel like I need to amp up my karma because people have been very generous of late. Yesterday my friend Ruby called me in the afternoon and was like "you want to go see U2 tonight?" Uh - YEAH.  So we went and I cried a few times and the moon spoke to me and I had some revelations.  It was marvelous.  Spectacular.  Really great. While at U2, my poor dog was at home, depressed.  Yesterday she got spooked by a fly or something and hasn't been acting the same since.  Today an old friend dropped off some ear stuff after spending an hour helping me figure out the problem.  Probably too much ear gunk.  We hadn't spoken in almost two years.   People are incredible. Karma is a force I truly believe in.  You get what you give in this life and that's a good way to live it. I'm taking off for Winnipeg tomorrow and I plan to do plenty of good to keep the karma thri

I recently went camping for a few days and had the chance to absorb some wisdom from nature, on love and relationships.  I guess that's what I went there searching for, I always wonder about this stuff, just like everyone else.  I wrote these entries surrounded by a beautiful lake, trees, cabin, and wonderful family.  Here's what the woods taught me: It's about creating harmony.  Sing your personal song, from the heart, be honest and appreciate others who may be different from you. Nourish your body and spirit and don't give up hope.  Things will fall into place as they should.  Be respectful when things don't go your way and expect the order of life to take care of you.  Meanwhile, take advantage of the opportunities as they present themselves.  Don't block.  Be open.  Relax.  And enjoy. Watch life grow, and assist.  Help out how you can.  Take part. Nature (true love) never stops being beautiful.  It is a constant.  There maybe be a changeover that occ

People just have to show up.  Talents in tow.  It's like life is one big artist gathering, and we carry our creativity in a briefcase, tucked tightly under our arms, cared for; it's precious.  I feel blessed to know so many talented and interesting people.  Each talent is unique, original and special. Some can handle a classroom of 30 plus kids, others, a camera and still others, a stage, a film shot, a guitar... It's endless.  We bring our unique abilities to the table, and share and exchange in order to feel inspired and stimulated. I saw a great local group the other night down at TSC, Deer Ashes, Dear I believe they are called.  It was a Thursday night, and I was finally on vacation as of 4 o'clock.  The band blew me away.  Each song was a harmony of instruments, vocals and great writing.  I approached one of the singers, whose name escapes me now, but I shook her hand and told her that I enjoyed their set.  Sometimes I feel the need to communicate the amount of

I'm officially on summer vacation.  And quite a summer it's shaping up to be.  Five weeks of travel, reflection, and writing.  And woods. I need me some woods.  I'm taking off to lake Sioui in a few hours, a private property near Lac-Des-Plages owned by my Uncle Herbie and his family.  It's secluded and wonderful.  A lake, a cabin and a gazebo.  That's all I want right now.  Later on in July I'm road tripping it to Winnipeg with my mom, aunt and cousin.  We're going to retrace some of my grandfather's life; he grew up there. It's been a hell of a year.  Most people I've spoken to about this, agree: 2010 sucked.  It was just a miserable year for so many people.  I don't know why, but consensus was that it blew.  2011, on the other hand: great so far.  Personally it's working out because of this outlet I've developped since February.  Although I feel cheesy when I say that I write a blog, it's been a life-enhancing journey, and