Did I lie – not technically??

I have boasted numerous times throughout my blog that I am a city girl, that I love Toronto and I can go on and on about my city – the city I love. 

In reality, very rarely do I make it to “Toronto”.  You see, I live on the outskirts of what people from Toronto call Toronto.  I was actually born and raised in Scarborough.  A decade or so ago, the municipalities amalgamated and we became the GTA (Greater Toronto Area) so Scarborough disappeared and Toronto resurfaced bigger and better (?) than ever before.  But, when push comes to shove, I am from Scarborough. This is my home, and I am much more comfortable walking the streets of this city, than I am downtown Toronto. 

Downtown, to me, is a special place to go.  I don’t do it very often, because like me, most of my friends are more comfortable staying in Scarborough then venturing downtown to visit.  However, Saturday I did just this – alone.  *cue scary music now* 

I headed to the subway and took the subway to Bloor, transferring to the Yonge St line to get to Dundas which leads right into the Eaton Centre.  Ms. J’s mom (also J) works at L’attitude hair salon and I had an appointment to finally get my mop coloured and trimmed.  Because being downtown makes me feel fancy, I went to Starbucks instead of Tim Hortons and got a cold refreshing drink to cool down because Saturday was SO hot (me, on a subway sweating with a hundred other sweaty people was gross and I missed my car, but I was being a true Torontonian so I was having fun underground). 

An hour and half later, I came out looking and feeling like a million bucks and I had zero desire to go home.  I decided to meet up with GBF who was working downtown and we had drinks and lunch at the Real Sports Bar across from the Air Canada Centre.  While this place is crazy expensive, the atmosphere was great (the Toronto Blue Jays were playing) and the food and drinks were awesome so I was not complaining.  GBF and I always have a great time together so we had fun, but he had to go back to work, so I called the one friend I knew was downtown – crazy cat lady. 

Her auntie lives in a condo at Yonge and Bloor, so after confirming plans, I hopped back on the subway (seriously $3.00 a ride is ridiculous) and met CCL for a relaxing afternoon with her sweet auntie. 

Around 6:00 they went for dinner and I took the subway home (after eating at the Sports Bar I was stuffed silly).  I was happy to be back in Scarborough, in my car, driving me to my home, but I had so much fun downtown, I really do want to spend more time exploring this city – this MEGACITY that I love.

 XOXO Nikilee


And I call myself a city girl

Everyone knows I love living in Toronto.  I love everything about the city – the people, the noise, the attractions…I don’t know if I could ever live far from a major city – TO being the best!!

However, this weekend proved, that while I may be a city girl, I am not a city transportation girl.  I drive.  I drive fast and I drive with passion!  I love my car (Minnie the Mazda 3) and I do not enjoy TTC (Toronto Transit Commission).  On Saturday I finally booked an appointment with my friends wife to get my hair cut, coloured and styled because it was LONG overdue.  She works at King and Yonge (77 King St E to be exact).  June and her husband are like family to me.  He is like my big brother and she is just the sweetest woman I’ve met in a long time.  Their 3-year-old daughter is an angel – my darling, my sweetheart.  Any who, back to Saturday.  So I knew I was going to subway it down to the salon because driving and parking can be a bitch on a weekend. 

I drove to Kennedy Station since its free parking on weekends and that allowed me the pleasure of NOT taking a bus.  The subway ride there was crowded, but I managed to get there with no problems – even a few minutes early.  I was so proud of myself for getting there on my own because I haven’t taken the subway anywhere alone since I worked at Air Canada Centre in 2009. 

The problem came when I left to go meet a friend back in Scarborough.  I decided I’d take the Streetcar to Broadview station because then I wouldn’t have to transfer subways to get back to Kennedy.  BIG MISTAKE!  An older gentleman got on my streetcar one stop after me.  He was coughing.  Hacking and yakking all over the place.  He was eating peanuts and these peanuts were spraying all over the front of him and the seat in front of him.  People were getting up and moving to the back.  I didn’t want to be rude so I texted said friend above and tried to hide my face so I wouldn’t catch any of this hackers germs.  Now I know some people, especially older people, have health issues and I feel bad that he seemed to be in such ill-health, but really – a streetcar with the windows all closed and these germs floating around, made me physically ill.  I couldn’t get off fast enough when we pulled into the station and I walked as fast as I could to the subway platform and all the way to the very end!

The subway ride seemed pretty good, until we were almost at Kennedy.  Let me explain something.  I don’t consider myself claustrophobic per say, but lock me in a subway underground in a dark tunnel and I have a small problem.  I get fidgety, my legs shake and normally if I am with someone, I can focus on them and be all good.  But I was alone with only strangers around me.  My knees were shaking so bad I thought the car would start to rock.  Thankfully it was only about five minutes and we started moving again.  My friend was in the roundabout waiting for me so I was SOOOO happy to have a hug from someone who always can make me smile!

Now, let’s back track to my hair.  I have always believed hair is hair – it will grow out, grow back and grow long in time.  I saw June at PandH salon at 77 King St E.  I had no idea what I wanted except colour and cut (trim).  She gave me beautiful, natural looking streaksand colour  and because I told her I am growing my hair long again, she just cut a bunch of layers into it.  Blow dried it, straightened it – there is nothing better than seeing all the steam from the hot iron – and made me look and feel like a million bucks!  Now if you do go there, please ask for June as your stylist cause she is awesome and I love her!!


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I hope you all had a wonderful weekend, take care and remember to smile, it may be Monday, but we are all in for good things this week, I truly believe that!

XOXO Nikilee