StickyDango

I apologise a lot, and I LOVE poutine.

I also ski, snowboard, and play hockey.

Guilty. Sorry.

I just respond with "Living the dream" and they can guess what I mean.

Sure am. I listen to a lot of different genres and it really depends on my mood and the sound of the song. I can't pinpoint any specific type of music, even my partner is confused. Now I've just been listening to 80s and 90s Elton John, Shania Twain, etc for nostalgia.. But I'll listen to pop, rock, metal, heavy metal, Irish trad, folk, calm instrumental music, occasional j-pop, jazz,..

I used to play saxophone, clarinet and flute for years, but then I moved to Australia and I didn't bring any of them with me. They're expensive here, too, so I can't bring myself to buy another..

Though now I have an Irish low whistle, I haven't had a chance to really get in to it because of changing jobs, moving houses, etc etc. The lack of buttons is challenging.

I admit, though, I have a longing to just get back in to a community band again just to be surrounded by music again.

Had to look it up. It actually looks quite similar. The Oodie is enclosed in the back and a pouch in the front.

I'm not sure if it's just an Aussie and NZ thing, but houses here are built so poorly that winters are horrible. My house is colder inside than it is outside.

Oodies are next level. The label says 100% polyester. They're way oversized and really soft inside and out but that's what makes them so great and comfortable to lounge in. Pants optional because you can tuck your legs inside and curl up on the couch (I'm 175cm and can do this with room to spare). You start to feel the warmth as soon as you put it on.

Oodie > blanket because you can walk around in them and not worry about it falling off your shoulders and getting cold, and there's no gaps anywhere like a blanket would have, like under your arms.

Sometimes they will have sales like BOGO half off, or end of year sales. Got one for my partner who was dubious, but was sold when he saw I got him one with Rick and Morty on it. He loves that he can stick his hands in the front pouch and keep his hands warm playing the Play Station. I can't take it off him now.

The Oodie. I would only see them on people walking down the street or in shops, and advertised in FB, but wow, what a saver on heating bills.

I had a colleague who would write to the public health unit summarising that she had discussed whatever issues with the childcare's "ass director".. So now I know it's not just her.

I'm learning Irish. My schedule is crazy busy, but I do a lot of driving for work so I listen to Irish speaking lessons. I also do this only while I'm on the road because my Irish boyfriend has no idea I'm doing this so I can speak Irish on our wedding day.

I can say things like where I've been yesterday, where I am today, where I'll be tomorrow, what are you doing, what were you doing, it was great craic, I don't know, I'd like a pint of Guinness, please.

I'll probably get made fun of for speaking the Ulster dialect (his family is all Dublin), but my favourite instructor that I've found is from Belfast and at least I'll be able to speak it. ☘️

I'm the same. It's been years since I bought one, so I just make my own to my own sweetness preference.

How about beaver tails / horse blankets / whale tails? With just plain ol' cinnamon and sugar.

Or Nanaimo Bars! But I live in Australia now, so I guess it's snags and Vegemite toasties.

I don't know the details of your break up, but when I went through my last serious relationship where he broke up with me over text, I just stopped talking to him. Yes, I cried a lot because I was so confused and destroyed because hd kept telling me that it wasn't anything that I'd done (found out later he was cheating), but I knew I had to move on.

I turned my sadness in to anger and picked up running and exercise. Endorphins helped a lot, and so did the mindset of "I'm going to be better, and he's going to regret it, but I'll never take him back." Probably not an entirely healthy way of deal with it, but it worked. Still cried every night, but it worked. I then found another sport and just fell in love with it, so I focused entirely on that. I'm still doing this sport today.

You may never get the closure that you're satisfied with. This you will also have to accept. He may not even be telling you the truth.

Make sure you have some supportive people around you, and keep yourself distracted. This is #1. Best of luck. You're stronger than you think.