I’m Angela, a twenty-something blogger residing in Calgary, Alberta. I’m a nanny for 4 kids. My job can be quite challenging at times, but I love it so much. We’ve been together for nearly four years; it’s amazing watching these kids grow up.
I love baking. Actually, that’s an understatement. Baking is who I am. I recently discovered my passion for baking, and haven’t looked back since. Funnily enough though, I can barely cook. I used to have melt downs in the kitchen whenever I was told to come up with a meal.
I have (not so) secret fantasies of owning my own bakery someday.
My mom had me when she was sixteen years old. In my family, there’s a history of the women having children at a relatively young age. My great-grandma is about the same age as most of my friend’s grandparents, and my grandma was the same age as most parents. Needless to say, my parents are ridiculously young. I broke the tradition of having babies young, and my sisters carried on that tradition. We’re keeping it baby free for a while longer.
Speaking of my sisters, I have two of them, they’re younger, and they’re pretty awesome. We often have late night grilled cheese parties and dance like fools. And laugh. There’s always laughter between us. The youngest sister still lives at home, but the middle one moved to Vulcan, Alberta this past summer. I miss having her over for grilled cheese parties!
On Twitter, I refer to Jessica (the red head) as the Calgary Sister, and Tracy (the one holding the McDonald's cup) as the Vulcan Sister.
My family and I are all really close. I love all of my relatives and love it even more when we get together over the holidays.
I have an amazing core group of friends. Some of them live here in Calgary, others live in St. John, NB and others live in Abu Dhabi. These girls are the true definition of good friends, and I don’t know where I would be without them.
I was instantly interested. We talked for hours. He worked evening shifts, so I would stay up late to be able to talk to him after work. We had our first date, and I had a feeling we would be together for a long time. It freaked me out a bit, so I tried talking myself out of a second date with him. I’m glad I didn’t, because now I’m head over heels in love with Stephen. This past summer, we took the plunge and moved in together. Nothing is more fun than living with your best friend and having 2am crepe parties.