June 12, 2011

The new blog

Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 8:14 pm

The new blog address is:

I hope to see you there!


June 9, 2011


Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 3:00 pm

I am moving over to Blogger.

Quite frankly, I wrote a craft blog on there before, and I miss using Blogger a lot, even after a year of using WordPress. I told myself when I started this blog on WordPress that it would grow on me and I would love it, but quite frankly WordPress isn’t as robust as I would like.

I especially miss the Google Analytics feature that Blogger allows – I can see when people view my blog, but many of you don’t comment and that leaves me feeling like I am talking only to cyberspace (even though I know I’m not). Google Analytics doesn’t tell me a ton more, but it tells me when people are linking to my site and what country my readers are from, at least.

I will post the new link here as soon as I have it set up – I want to move all of my old posts over before I give out the link as well, so that your blog readers do not become inundated by outdated posts.


Stay tuned….

June 8, 2011

What’s in a Name?

Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 2:05 pm

As the wedding approaches, I am being asked the same question on an increasingly steadily basis. Will you be taking his name or keeping your own?

The trend on my dad’s side of the family seems to be hyphenating your name. Parent-Legge, Parent-Wallace, Parent-Tasik… if looking at that side of the family it would seem obvious that I would hyphenate my name as well… but, I really don’t want to have to write all that out all the time. (Yes, I am willing to make such a big decision based on something as selfish as laziness).

Then there are those that tell me that, as a feminist, I should at the very least be keeping my own name, if not demanding that he take my name. In my mind, the taking of your partner’s name is symbolic of the relationship you have committed to each other.

You have sworn to spend the rest of your lives together, for better or for worse. In a perfect world, we might be able to take the last names of each partner, and combine them to create a new last name – perhaps in my case Parent and Brodeur would make Brodent. But of course, that is not realistic as you would not be able to trace lineage or connect families to one another in any shape or form.

This then begs the question of why the man wouldn’t take the woman’s last name. I have no problem with this… for other people. But I have never even considered asking Gilles if he would like to take my last name. Why? I don’t know. Maybe I am also a traditionalist?

There has really never been a question about the fact that I will be taking Gilles’ last name when we get married. In fact, I already have my new business cards. But, I don’t expect everyone to agree with my decision either.

May 9, 2011


Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 4:37 pm

I posted four times in all of April, and this is the first time I am posting this month?! I refuse to believe it.

And unfortunately, this won’t be a long post either.

I have been trying to post almost daily, but it just hasn’t been surfacing. After all, I have been insanely busy both at work and on my own time.

The wedding is two months away today.

I can still hardly believe it – where has the time gone?

Planning is going well… but keeping me stupidly busy.

I will provide updates later – but in the meantime here are some pictures from the hair/make-up trial over the weekend…

Kelsey hasn’t gotten her hair done yet as the hairdresser estimated it would take roughly three hours to curl her hair… will post pics of her hair when it’s done!

September 2, 2010


Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 8:27 am

Kelsey just sent me a bunch of pictures of our new puppy at the farm. He has no name yet, but how cute is he??

September 1, 2010


Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 1:36 pm

They say that in order to find what you really want, you need to try a bunch of things you don’t want first.

Ten on Tuesdays and Fun Finds Friday were becoming too much like work.

As a result, I have officially decided to discontinue these features, and just be.. real.

Guaranteed I’ll probably try out some other random *feature*, but not right now.

So the next post you get? It’ll be just me.

August 5, 2010

We are currently experiencing technical difficulties…

Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 12:30 am

No, just kidding. I’m still here, and my blog is still here.

However, due to the fact that I am:

a) trying to finish all my assignments for my online course before my final next Saturday (14th)
b) in the middle of moving
c) working overtime at work
d) doing my own job and that of a colleague who is on vacation for two weeks (gets back on the 16th) — leaving me completely burnt out by the time I get home from work and barely able to do a) and b), and
e) sick as a dog

… you may not hear from me much for a little while. I don’t know if that little while means until the beginning of next week, or until the beginning of the week after. The very latest that little while could end is on the 16th.

In the meantime, do not despair! Satiate your appetite by reading some old posts, or try something new, like going outside. Be satisfied in that when I get back, I will be at least 3 Fun Find Fridays behind, 2 Ten on Tuesdays, and countless other news posts… so when I get back you will be completely inundated with posts and be wondering if my silence was merely a pleasant dream…

Until then!

July 2, 2010

Murder, She Wrote

Filed under: Uncategorized — Chantelle @ 10:54 pm

I probably shouldn’t be writing about this. I mean, the police didn’t tell me not to say anything, but it feels like I could… I dunno, be affecting the investigation or something. But I can’t help it. I’ve tried to tell people in pieces, tell them what happened, but people get tired of my dithering and I find myself apologizing for it.

I’m going to start at the beginning.

It has been a long time since I’ve felt safe in my apartment. I’ve known since shortly after I moved in that my neighbors were… well, lets just say that they had a lot of visitors at all hours of the day and night. But I’ve never really had any problems with them. I’ve been living there for almost two years now.

In the first week of December, I woke up to a shout. “Fuck that!” The sound is engraved into my head. Seconds after that shout I heard the first crash. Glass breaking. Our neighbours window. I started to panic. A fraction of a second later, the window exploded above our heads. I don’t remember moving. But the next thing I knew, I was shrieking at the end of the bed, and Gilles was slowly sitting up, groggily trying to calm me down. There was glass everywhere.

As soon as I calmed down enough to regain my mind, I told Gilles to call 9-1-1. I was still in too strong of hysterics to do so myself.

I went out into the hallway, dressed only in my pjs, and found several of my neighbours there. The cops made it to the apartment in less than two hours. An hour later, I found out that they had caught the guy. This event, traumatic to me, was the result of a temper tantrum on his part.

Since then, I have had a hard time sleeping there. I didn’t sleep through the night for months, waking up of nightmares. I had Christmas lights up over the window at the time, blue ones. I still haven’t taken them down. Every night I turn them on; they have become my safety blanket.

The first time that I had to sleep there by myself was awful. I spent most of the night awake, walking from window to window and back again, checking to make sure no one wanted to hurt me. When I finally did fall asleep, it was with every light in the apartment on, and hugging a baseball bat.

By the end of February, the nightmares were starting to go away. Instead of every night, I was only waking up 3 or 4 times / week.

Then, we went on a trip to the farm.

We left the city late – it must have been 10pm already when we left. I can’t remember why it was so late.

I was sleeping in the car, Gilles was driving.

Shortly after we drove through Chamberlain, Gilles woke me up. We were stopped. There was a car on the rest stop in front of us, engulfed in fire.

So, we called 9-1-1. We sat there and watched the car burn for an hour and a half before the fire truck go there. It was a volunteer team, from a town an hour away. By the time they got there, there was nothing left but the frame. The paint had even burnt off.

After that happened, my nightmares came back full-force, except this time they were breaking the windows on my car before coming to rob / hurt us. Go figure.

On Wednesday, I found my neighbour sitting on the front steps inside of the apartment building. He was in rough shape. It looked like he had been living on the street for awhile, and that someone had given him a good beating. I asked him if he was okay and if there was anything I could do to help. His response was tell me to go to my apartment and leave him alone. He thanked me when I finally agreed.

Today, when I was leaving the apartment to go home there was a bunch of police officers in the building. I asked them if everything was ok, they said no. They told me that Fred was dead, and asked me when the last time that I saw him was. I told them.

I asked them if it was a natural death, they said that they couldn’t tell me.

I’m glad I don’t have to stay there this weekend.

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