Katie Leggitt

Remember that Kibbles and Bits commercial?  Or all of them for that matter?  The dogs love them Kibbles and Bits and Bits and Bits. Kibbles and Bits must be the dog-equivalent to McDonalds.  How much processed crap must go into it, to create a bacon and cheese flavored dog food.  What dog needs cheese in their life? Super random tangent, but I was thinking about the jingle as I sat down to write.  I don't have much to go with other than I've been writing a lot lately. I've been taking a solo-creation class with the wonderful Kirsten Rasmussen and it's brought me huge inspiration of late.  I haven't performed anything I've written since college, and that was a long time ago, folks.  I'm hoping this class and the subsequent solo performance could bring about an extended version, maybe even a one-woman show.  We'll see where this road takes me, but I'm excited. Last night I was given some feedback about my writing that was worth exploring so tod

If you were Felix Baumgartner, about to potentially jump to your death from a tiny vessel hovering over the Earth, what would be going through your mind in those final moments before your freefall?  Who would you want in the control booth, assuming that someone in your life has all the qualifications necessary to get the job done right...  Someone you trust with your life, who won't fail you, who is by your side in your scariest moments.  Your best friend. Who would you want to be greeted by after you take your first few steps back on the planet? Whose embrace would be able to absorb and return all the emotion you would be feeling in that moment?  Someone who understands you.  Your true love. Who would you want to jump with?  Who would you be doing it for?  What does the jump mean to you? All Redbull sponsorship aside, it was a pretty epic event, I'm glad I tuned in.  I feel inspired. Last night I had a dream that the world, or Montreal at least, was coming to an end.  

Thanksgiving weekend - thirtieth birthday, all in one.  I have never felt so thankful in my life.  It's like the Christmas I got the Princess of Power castle, times 100. Saturday morning I had breakfast with my mom after she spoiled me at Indigo and The Bay, then I went and got a diamond tattoo on my forearm, a reminder of how precious and beautiful life is.  That evening I celebrated with friends at the theatre, and even had a few surprises, family and old friends I haven't seen in ages.  So blessed.  So, so blessed. Last night there was another surprise waiting for me at a Mexican restaurant.  I had no idea she planned this, but my sister managed to rally a bunch of family members, some from Ottawa even, to usher my 30th in with the biggest surprise birthday I could have ever expected.  I had no idea they were coming to dinner. At my mom's place for cake and coffee, I was delivered notes and letters from even more family members, Grampa and my Aunt Norma included, b