Yoga. I WISH I liked yoga more than I do, because I have a vision of me decked out in Lulu Lemon drinking lemon water and talking about my core to a woman named Lemon. And in this vision I always have a great body. It’s not that I dislike yoga, I just get easily discouraged and intimidated by the scene—ironically, it’s the same scene that attracts me, too. I have been checking out unlimited monthly packages at various establishments (if I go for it, I’ll submerge myself immediately) and 889 Yonge in Rosedale looks amazing! www.889yonge.com
That should be me
Vitamins. I recently had the chance to learn about a great new brand of health products launched at Shoppers Drug Mart called Bodylogix. Their vitamin lines are gender specific and contain AM and PM formulas. How ingenious! And the list of ingredients is a who’s who of the nutrient world, with guest appearances by saw palmetto, pumkin seed and pygeum bark extracts, green food concentrates, enzymes and lots more. Unlike other vitamins that tend to make me feel nauseas, these ones go down nicely with hardly any after taste. So why don’t I take them? I always forget! Bonus: When you buy any Bodylogix product you receive a pin number that gives you access to their amazing website, where you can find customized workouts and diet menus—I have no excuse. www.bodylogix.com
Paper correspondence. I buy stationary all the time. And then I watch it disintegrate. I have every intention to be that person who sends letters, postcards and writes thank you notes. Unfortunately, to this point in my life, I’m not him.... yet. I think part of my problem is email: it’s just sooo easy to stay in touch digitally. Luckily I have found a wonderful website that incorporates the look of tradition stationary with the ease of email (they also sell the old-fashioned stuff, too... I can’t wait to order my customized letterhead asap): www.iomoi.com
Porter Cooper must be a classy man, but so am I! I need a calling card asap.
My own calling card design not yet in production
Last week my friend Amy sent me the most beautiful letter all the way from Australia. It was so nice to receive something other than a bill in the mail—I really love the retro envelop, too. I vow to write her back (and use up some of my stacks of beautiful paper).
Tea. I like tea, but I wish I LOVED tea. I love coffee and need it at regular intervals daily, but I really wish I loved tea just as much. And just like my stationary, for some reason I have a massive collection of beautiful teas on my shelf that I never use. One canister contains black tea spiked with lavender and rose petals! I even have the most gorgeous jasmine flower tea that unfurls from tiny balls into full blossoms. Do I drink them? NO. I didn’t even know a dedicated tea drinker until I moved to Toronto—where I come from it’s coffee, coffee, coffee. That being said, so far my favorite places in Toronto for a hot pot o’ tea are Moroco (if I can resist their sipping chocolate), Nadège (for their macaroons and Kusmi tea) and Red Rocket (for their Chantilly Grey by Tea in the Sahara).
A book a week. I used to read every day. I used to devour books. I now can’t even concentrate long enough to read a magazine article! I’ve gone down from a book a week to five books a year, if I’m lucky. This doesn’t stop me from browsing Chapters and buying the occasional novel, nope. So what’s the disconnect? I break it down to two factors: my favorite authors don’t put out too much material and I spend too much time on the computer. (Actually there is a third reason: I’m constantly looking for that “aha” moment in a book. I start so many that I never finish because I simply don’t feel like it’s going to move me in any way—damn you Book of Negroes for being so memorable, you make the other books quake in your presence.) I will solve this problem in a few way: first, take a book with me wherever I go and retrain myself to read in my downtime when I’m out and about; second, read before bed; third, try to get my book club going—I’m in the midst of organizing a good old-fashioned book club replete with fabulous members, amazing books, really tasty treats and good wine. Here are a few books I’m interested in reading this summer:
I've started this one before, but didn't finish. I love Roberston Davies, and LOVE a good trilogy!
What are some things you wish you couldn’t live without?
2 comments:
I'm going to copy your fabulous idea and make a blog of mine - I hope you don't mind and enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed reading yours!!
I wish I couldn't live without exercise...of any type. There's just so many better things to do! Although exercise is probably the best thing I could do for myself. sigh.
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