get some rest.

Days have been long and difficult. On February 7th, my husband, Bill, had unexpectedly passed away. Manitoba friends and family from near and far dropped everything to assist in the very best ways possible. Two new friends from America, who I without a doubt consider family, provided immense amounts of support and visited their pal, while better getting to know the gal Bill moved on up to spend his life with. They visited not for the last time, never for the last time.


With the massive amounts of help from my very best friends, a crowd-funding page has been made to help with the costs of Bill's service. Please take a look and read our story. Should you be willing to donate, share the page, or keep us in your thoughts - any bit of help is greatly, greatly, appreciated.


I have taken a wee break from crafting, but am well-aware of my healthy, creative outlets. I strive to utilize what I still have, day by day. I do hope to post more when timing feels better.

Kindest,
Caitlin Schlamb-Sikora

Tacos, crafting, headaches.


It's been a real long week. I've learned a lot about UPS and their sucking capabilities, I've fallen even harder in love with Canada Post and USPS, and I've finally blogged about my favourite fish tacos.



I've been keeping busy with apparent UPS headaches, positive immigration news, and helping organize the next WEST event! Check out the event info HERE and RSVP, will you?

About time.

As January wraps up, a good lot has taken place since the New Year was rung in with sorta-bells and kinda-whistles.

My relatives from Anola have been popping in more to say hello and we've done the same best we can. It's nice to have people related to you that you can actually, well, relate with.

With recent additions to my tight list of loved ones, it was also time to abruptly part ways with some pernicious acquaintances and a fistful of those that share the same genetic make-up as myself. I'm teaching myself to mind only those that matter. Instances within stressful environments are quickly entering one ear and slowly going out the other, I try my best to pick up the pace in this regard.

Really, when shitty things happen? It's just a person. It's just a coworker. It's just a house. It's just a last name. It's just money. It's just another day. Tomorrow's a fresh start if today is blowing goats (I have proof).




Bill and I have been taking advantage of our freedom and exercising the social kernel in our brains. We've had really rad new/existing pals over and I'm quickly learning socializing isn't so scary and hard when the right people are involved.

We've had int'l hot dog nights and taco nights galore. Tonight was peanut curry (massaman!) and I think I had Sukothai on the brain when creating this dish. I stuck the recipe up here should you be interested!

Next Thursday we're having summore folks over to shoot the shit with and I couldn't be more stoked. With plans of a WEST Spring sale containing handmade + vintage, I have my work cut out for me in the coming weeks/months! 

What have you been doing to keep your head on straight these days?

2016 - a real banger.

Greetings and happy 2016? More mail days took place within the last week or so and I've been eager to get going on a whole lot. Word on the street is 2015 sucked for A LOT of people, hey?
  • return mail to my pen pals
  • Etsy orders
  • fan mail to my favourite companies / shops
In an attempt to write (even) more lettermail to my friends near and far, I've also been making up my Etsy parcels extra-purdy with additional add-ins and my new business cards from VistaPrint.ca! Excitingly, my great big vinyl banner as well.


..It perhaps took a few tries on the senders part, but I couldn't be happier and am super stoked to hang these up at handmade sales in the very near future.

January's started off on a strange kick but I've quickly corrected that with a bucket of homemade perogies, with seitan in the oven right now.

Tomorrow's the day I buy myself a brush pen to better address my envelopes to pals. It's been a real long while but my shaky hands are full of piss and vinegar.