Welcome Here

Shall we start fresh? How about no catch up, just a quick introduction and we’ll see if we can jump back into it.

Getting back into something is hard, especially something you did regularly for a long time. It feels unfamiliar yet that of itself feels wrong because it was so familiar, it was so normal and comfortable and now it feels stiff and foreign. For a while I was blogging here almost every day and then school, and work, and life, and everything just sort of pushed in front and The Quester’s Tale lay vaccent.

I don’t believe I had any die hard fans (sorry if I’m doubting you, I appreciate you dear reader but did you really miss me? I just stopped appearing in front of you and faded into the background and your life continued on merrily and that’s fine, that’s good, I’m glad to think no one was disappointed when my blog began to take on the look of an abandoned house!) But now I’m back and committing to nothing, but saying hello.


I’m Rebecca. I’m a Christian, a university graduate (BA, Maj. Communications and Media, Min. Intercultural Studies) and a newlywed (October 7, 2017). I struggle with anxiety and have fought through depressive periods (I hesitate to flat out call it depression because I know many are worse off than I). I like to write, and read, and watch, and am trying to get better at listening. I’m constantly cold and worry I’m growing out of my sweet tooth with age.

I used to make Youtube videos (that too fell too the wayside, another casualty of “Life”. I still Tweet and Instagram a decent amount so if you’d be interested in seeing more regular stuff or chatting, those are the places to be, but I’m going to try and pop back around here more. Start some writing and journaling. During past periods of transition I’ve found writing a helpful way to process and sometimes this place to shout into the void helps.

Here’s some pics from the last little while before I head off!

(More wedding pics here if you’re interested: randrmydearwatson.wordpress.com)


Goodbye Life of a Spinster Aunt

I never imagined my wedding as a little girl.

My sister and I had bunkbeds as kids and it wasn’t rare that I’d fall asleep listening to her describe in painstaking detail every minute aspect of her shockingly purple wedding-to-be.

But that’s just it, I fell asleep. I wasn’t into wedding planning as an eight year old, even then I think they may have been some doubt because I don’t think I ever really thought I would get married. I just kind of assumed I’d grow too old and become a cat lady with no cats (cause I’m allergic) and just be a spinster aunt. I wasn’t even really disturbed by this reality, it just seemed like it was bound to be reality, it seemed natural.

I never really got particularly lonely as a child, I liked to read and play alone, and I was a little odd. We all know looking back we were a little odd but some people grow out of that. I don’t think I ever did, in fact I think I grew into it. I just kind of assumed that no one would want to put up with my weird and drama and pickiness and silly and I was okay with that, I didn’t think anyone had to. I’m a rather logical person; it seemed a rather logical conclusion.

And yet here I am, wedding planning. I’m still a little shocked sometimes that Ryan loves me, goodness, even likes me! I don’t even like me very much of the time! But then I wake up to a text, “Good morning beautiful” and I go to sleep to “I love you” and it’s this happy little surprise every time because somewhere inside I feel I can never expect it. I never expect to be loved and am often surprised to find that I’m liked. I am still not very good at being in touch with my emotions but I’m trying and the fact that someone could be so in touch with theirs as to consciously choose to spend some liking me, am I really worth it?

And please don’t think I say this so people can assure me that I am (in fact assurance has yet to have much affect and I’m 23) I simply say it because what I never expected, and assumed would never happen, has, and I picked out “The” white dress today and we’re picking venues and choosing colours and building up our wedding party squad and sometimes it’s like I’m in someone else’s dream because how could it possibly actually be mine? Where are the cats? Where is the spinster life? What is this love and acceptance and friendship and future?

It’s mine.


Well the title sorta gave it away huh? Guess I coulda come up with a more vague one… Nah, big news can be abrupt!

Ryan and I are engaaaaaaged!

I thought maybe it might be fun to put up some blog posts now and then through the wedding planning process that has now arisen! But before that I should prooooooobably share the engagement story! (*Spoiler alert, it’s super cute)

So Ryan and I had a hike planned in the Whiteshell Provincial Park for Saturday March 11. The park is about an hour and a half away but we like to go out there when we can to do some hikes and had been trying to get a winter hike in since like January, but I don’t get many Saturdays off work. We’d also just gone two weeks ago to hike around a different area, so heading out there didn’t seem suspicious to me at the time!

We’d planned ahead where we wanted to go hike because it’s a large park and I later discovered that last Sunday Ryan had secretly gone out with his dad (never hike alone kids!) to scope the area out and pick his spot! So on Saturday we’re driving through the park and we pass a sign for one of the lakes and Ryan says, “Oh I think McGillivray Falls is just after this lake, can you keep an eye out for the sign?” (sneaky sneaky sir, you were there less then a week ago…) so we spot the area and go to turn in. Well the parking lot isn’t plowed and in a Manitoba winter if the parking lot isn’t plowed you’re not parking in the parking lot so Ryan’s going, do you think it’s fine to park on the shoulder here? Should we drive down and see if there’s somewhere to park? and I’m like, nah, shoulder is fine, we’re out of the way, it’s not busy, we goooood (He’d parked in the exact same place less than a week ago, sneaky sneaaaaky…)

So we kind of casually make our way through the hike, up alongside the frozen waterfall and Ryan is somehow subliminally directing me to his spot (I had no idea he was guiding me there haha I thought I was choosing our turns!!). So we arrive at this very pretty vantage point where you have a view out over the lake and can see the frozen falls down to the side and the trees lining the banks and it’s all pretty and snowy and everything and Ryan (who was standing behind me) says, “Look, someone’s initials are carved in this tree!”

I turned and looked and sure enough RW and BW are carved very clearly into the side of the tree we’re beside. So I was like, aww cute! (And in my head am thinking those could be ouuurrrr initials one day!  What a funny coincidence! Yes, I can take a while for things to click) But I didn’t say aloud that they would be our initials because I didn’t want to seem presumptuous, I mean, I’m a lady! Ryan says, “Like Ryan Watson and Becca Watson…” and something in his face or his voice checked me and it suddenly clicked what was happening and then he started getting down on one knee and then he propooosedddd to meeeeeeee!

And, of course, I said yes!

So there we are, our planned adventure for the day became an adventure for a lifetime!


For the Love of Wedding Photos

Wedding photos, dear me, wedding photos.

I wouldn’t say I’m particularly romantic and I don’t get impatient for my turn until I see wedding photos. They come and sneak up on you when you least expect it and suddenly I want to be dressing up for the party.

I love weddings. A friend told me the other day that no one who’s been in a wedding loves weddings. I’ve been in weddings and I love it all; the first looks, the last minute details, the rush and adrenaline, the decorations, the speeches, the photos. Gosh, I love wedding photos.

Everyone just looks so happy. You don’t see wedding photos with a gloomy-looking wedding party unless they’re being silly or ironic. It’s a party to celebrate a this couple and start them off on their new life with a bang and photos somehow capture those happy moments and just make me so happy inside.

Alright, so maybe I am a romantic.

S Wedding 2015

New Video: Roadtripping!

Yesterday I uploaded a video but forgot to pop it in here! It’s from when my buddy Suzanne and I roadtripped down to our friend Aila’s wedding. (actually technically it’s the way home…)

We had fun, it was kinda enjoyable being stuck in a car for up to eleven hours at a time with Suzanne. We had a lot of time to get to know each other better! Suzanne, I hope we can still be friends. Did I go a little stir crazy? Well, that is, did I go TOO stir crazy? ;D

Here, attempt to keep up with the crazy:


The Wedding Trip

Last Wednesday my friend Suzanne and I left during the wee hours of the morning (okay we meant to leave in the wee hours but didn’t leave until a normal time of morning…) to start our road trip to Edmonton for our friend Aila’s wedding. I don’t have a drivers license (something I have been saying I mean to rectify since I got my leaners three years ago but don’t actually seemingly plan on doing…) so poor Suzanne was doing ALL the driving. I was being brought along (to quote myself) as entertainment and gas money 😉 Due to the only-having-one-driver thing we weren’t going to go all the way to Edmonton in one go (about a 13 hour drive straight through). So the first day we put our friendship to the test and drove 11 hours to our mid-way destination. Friendship bore through. I think. I hope. Suzanne…?

After staying overnight with some of Suzanne’s family and learning how to play Skip-Bo We drove the last 6 hours to Edmonton where we were going to be staying with some of Suzanne’s friends for the weekend. (Seriously, this girl has connections everywhere!)

Once in Edmonton we went straight to Aila’s house (-to-be?) to meet up with her and drop off some of her things we’d carted over. We stayed and chatted for a while (which was really nice because the rest of the weekend was all prep and set-up so there wasn’t a lot of time to just sit and chat).

Then, then we went to go find the house of the friends of Suzanne.

Now people, we are two nineteen year old girls. We were not using a map, but relying on a GPS and were unaware that in Edmonton, apparently there are sometimes multiple streets with the same name. Being blissfully unaware of this fact we typed in the address of the house we were going to. The GPS directed us “there” but to our dismay, we couldn’t find a house with a house number that matched up… So Suzanne started texting her friend to try and find out what had gone wrong. We found a house down a connecting street with a number that matched up and sat in the car outside like creepers while we tried to figure out what had happened. (It was during this wait that I perfected creepily rising up with your seat from a lying-down position).

Eventually we discovered that GPS had autofilled to Road when it should have been Avenue or something so we were fifteen minutes in the wrong direction. Off we went again. The GPS told us we had arrived. We decided to leave our suitcases in the car when we went to the door (just to make sure it was right, you know).

Yeah, it wasn’t.

Turns out it should have been like, Drive or something, not Avenue… Edmonton, why so many streets with similar names?

Thankfully this time we were literally less than a minute away from the right house (cause that’s not confusing, two streets with practically the same name connecting perpendicularly…)

So we arrived, told our woeful tale, were accordingly (and appropriately) laughed at, and went to bed.

Friday we went to West Edmonton Mall for the late-morning/early afternoon and then went to the camp where the wedding was taking place to set-up the chapel.

The Chapel before the set-up

The Chapel before the set-up

















Aila was so incredibly organized that set-up went amazingly fast! She knew what she wanted to have where and everything was ready and finished to be put straight out, it was great! And once everything was set out it really looked great too!

The Chapel, set and ready

The Chapel, set and ready

















Then was rehearsal. (fairly uneventful) and rehearsal dinner! Got to kind of get to know the groom’s family and friends a bit better (they’re mostly from Edmonton, the Bride’s gang was mostly from Winnipeg) and got to know a couple of the bridesmaids who I had’t known as well a bit better so that was fun!

Saturday was another trip down to West Edmonton Mall, this time with the bridesmaids! Some shopping was done (as is customary in shopping malls) but WEM isn’t just any shopping mall… It’s a shopping mall with a Sea Lion tank and shows, a probably-pretty-close-if-not-actually-full-sized pirate ship in water, a full water park with slides and a wave pool, and, the crowning glory, a full amusement park: Galaxyland.

Now on Friday I took Suzanne on a gander through Galaxyland because we wanted to go on some rides. I know that I love roller coasters and I’ve been to Galaxyland before but Suzanne had never really gone on any big roller coasters, certainly none with loops. My goal was to get her onto the “Mindbender”, the world’s largest indoor triple loop roller coaster and the first roller coaster I ever went on that went upside-down. This was the roller coaster that started me on all roller coasters.

The "Mindbender" roller coaster in West Edmonton Mall's Galaxyland

The “Mindbender” roller coaster in West Edmonton Mall’s Galaxyland












We bought day passes (cheaper then individual tickets) and started slow. The swings. Height, speed, but no feeling of danger. Then a small roller coaster. A mini pull-you-up-and-drop-you (think really mini Tower of Terror without the story aspect). A slightly bigger roller coaster which was a hit! Riding off that adrenaline I got her onto the full-sized Drop ride “Space Shot” (120ft high so not too shabby)

Our on-ride photo from the "Space Shot"

Our on-ride photo from the “Space Shot”















That one wasn’t such a hit. She didn’t hate it, but she certainly didn’t enjoy it much. We did a few smaller coasters and rides to “recover” and then, then it was time to try the “Mindbender”.

I managed to convince, coax, and reason Suzanne onto the ride. As soon as we were strapped in the the car started moving I heard her shout “Becky, what have you done?!” to which I laughed.

Guys, she loved it! Closed her eyes on the loops but hey, I totally do that too sometimes and I have been on quite a few upside down roller coasters. She can now say the first upside down roller coaster she ever went on was the world’s largest indoor triple loop roller coaster. And now, she’s fully ( /overly) prepared for her upcoming trip to Disneyworld!

After the adventure at the amusement park we booked it back to the camp to help set up the reception hall. We got decorations that couldn’t have been made earlier made-up, tables placed out and set, candles organized, the boys strung up the lights, it looked great! It was a very rustic theme. Burlap runner on the tables, baby’s breath flowers as centre pieces, candles everywhere, mini homemade chalkboards as table numbers! I loved it, the little details were wonderful!

The Reception Hall set and ready

The Reception Hall set and ready















The next day, Sunday, was Wedding day!

The friend Suzanne and I were staying with is really good at hairstyling and nails and stuff so she graciously offered to do our hair and nails for us in the morning before the wedding which was fun! Then we raced off to the camp!

Suzanne was doing guestbook stuff and I was lighting all the candles before the wedding and then the reception (we arrived a bit later than we’d hoped so one of the bride’s younger brothers had already started on some of the candles) but soon we were ready and then WEDDING!

It was a lovely wedding, Aila looked gorgeous in her dress! They had each written their own vows which were so sweet and you could just tell that everyone was so happy about the wedding. it was just so right =)

The new Mr and Mrs

The new Mr and Mrs

Then was the reception where none of the speeches went too long or were boring and few overly embarrassing stories were told. There was a meal, a dance, and then the new couple was sent away through a tunnel of sparklers.

First dance

First dance



















It was a wonderful wedding, Josh and Aila, I wish you two all the best. May God bless you richly in your life together!


Monday, Suzanne and I packed up the car again and were off. We went through Calgary to go to the Zoo. It was damaged in the floods this year so it was only partially open but it was still fun and we got to see quite a few of the animals out and about.

Tuesday was another 11 hour driving day to which I think our friendship stood the test (Suzanne?) and then we were home. Aila was married. Holidays were over. Back to the grindstone.

It was a great trip. Suzanne, thanks for putting up with me and not kicking me out of the car on the side of the highway somewhere. Aila, thanks for inviting me to your wedding and letting me help out with set up and stuff. It was really nice to be able to get involved. Suzanne’s family and friends, thanks for letting me stay in your houses even when I didn’t know your card games or was allergic to your cat. Good week, would do again.



Today I went to a Bachelorette party for the first time.

Selfies in mirrors...

Selfies in mirrors…














I’m really glad that I got to do this for the first time with a great group of Christian young ladies because we just had a ton of fun and I didn’t have to worry about it getting crude or anything, we just went out for dinner and then went to one of the bridesmaid’s houses and hung out and chatted. (The house we were at isn’t inside the city limits and their neighbours also conveniently set off fireworks partway through the evening so that was fun!) The bride-to-be is one of my good friends, we seriously grew up together, and she’s is going to be moving to a different city once she’s married so it was not only a goodbye to our friend as a single lady, it really is much more of a goodbye, she’s going to be leaving so it was nice to just be able to chill with a bunch of junk food and chat about life and stuff, to just have fun!

So, Aila, best wishes on your upcoming nuptials (see that, use of a fancy word there…!) I can’t wait for the wedding and to share such a special day with you!

Talk to you all tomorrow!