Wonderful Winnipeg Wedding

That there is some beautiful alliteration if I do say so myself.
But seriously, there are no other words to describe how incredibly perfect this wedding ceremony was – you know, except all the ones that will follow the ones I’m typing right now. 😉

As most of you might have heard, I flew to Winnipeg last weekend to attend/sing at one of my very good friend’s wedding. There was no doubt in my mind that I needed to make this trip happen, it was just something I didn’t want to miss. And I am so happy with my decision!

Here’s a little bit of info on the bride, Chantal:

  • She is one of the kindest women I have ever met
  • She has such an incredible laugh (I can just hear her now!)
  • She’s got the kind of effortless beauty you can’t help but admire
  • She’s got the planning skills of Monica Geller – with 4 arms
  • She’s someone who I hope will always be present in my life – she is just that great of a person

So of course, I expected nothing short of perfection – and that’s exactly what it was.

The entire ceremony was set at Chantal’s parents’ beautiful farmhouse. On the front lawn, they had an area where the marriage took place, with beautiful white seats and plenty of umbrella’s set up to create shade on the hot summer day. They had used an old cabin wall as the backdrop, with the letters C and R hung up.


The same cabin’s walls were used for the backdrop where the dining tables, bar and dance floor were located in the hay barn – flawless!


The entire decor revolved around bicycles – based on their first date, and how Robert proposed.


Every last detail was planned to perfection. There’s no other way to say it. Chantal thought of everything – she even had kids toys and games to entertain them during downtime! On top of that, they invited all guests to come and camp on her parents’ property for the night so no one would have to drive home after the ceremony. Did I mention it was an open bar??

I wish nothing but happiness and ever-lasting love to this incredible couple.



I’m not usually a nervous flyer

As I woke up at 4AM for my flight to Winnipeg, I felt nervous. Except this time, it wasn’t like an excited nervousness. No, this nervousness stemmed from two things that were stressing me out to no end.

A small part of me was nervous because I felt unprepared for this trip. If you know me, even in the slightest, then you know that I am constantly planning and prepping things – way in advance. And for I don’t know what reason, I had not done any of my usual travel planning. I did not make a checklist. I did not print a packing list until the very last minute (I am stressing out just typing this). I did not pre-pack. I did not think about the size of my suitcase, or that checked luggage was not included on the flight that I booked, so then I had to downsize  and leave behind half of my liquids. I did not, I did not, I did not. But I did feel stressed as fuck.

But the worse part is that all that stress wasn’t even the main reason behind my nervousness. The real reason was all because of a guitar. Specifically, my very expensive Gibson Blues King 3/4 size guitar that I needed to bring with me.

I was absolutely THRILLED when one of my very good friends not only asked me to attend, but also to sing and play in her wedding – in Winnipeg. I obviously said yes – as you can probably tell from the fact that I’m writing about how nervous I am to be travelling there – with no hesitation. But it later dawned on me that I had never actually travelled by plane with a musical instrument.

PANIC! UTTER PANIC! What do I do?! I have no idea what I’m supposed to do! How do I protect it? How do I keep it safe? Dear God, WHAT IF THEY BREAK MY GUITAR?!

Oh, and did I mention this realization only hit me a few days before the wedding day?

Well, I supposed that the best thing to do would be to ask for help, so I did what any young adult would do – I turned to Facebook.

Judge me all you want, but I actually got feedback from a lot of travelling musicians, some of whom I had not spoken to in a very long time.

I had a lengthy conversation via the comments section about whether to have it fly as checked baggage, or as a carry on, and whether to put it in a soft case, or a hard case. Pretty much everyone was in agreement – carry on, and soft case to take up less room.

Despite everyone’s helpful tips, I still decided to try to figure out a plan B. I e-mailed a man at the Long & McQuade music store in Winnipeg to see if there was any chance I could rent the exact same guitar (yes, I’m that picky). I got a response a few hours later, and unfortunately they didn’t even have any that resembled it.

So I was back to square one. I decided to call my local Long & McQuade to see if my warranty would cover any damages that might happen during the flight. More bad news.  At this point, I figured I might as well as him what he thought would be the best way to travel with my guitar. He gave me some useful information that I hadn’t actually thought of. He said to make sure to pack the entire case so that the instrument doesn’t move around in it (sweet, less clothes to put in my suitcase). And most importantly, he told me to loosen my strings!

I got right to work and started tucking my baby in for the night.


Another kind musician left me a comment on Facebook reminding me to loosen the strings if I’m flying, so I want to take the time right now to say thank you to all those who gave me tips or advice during this stressful time. I really appreciate the help, especially those who went out of their way to leave me a comment even if we haven’t spoken or seen in each other in forever.

And you’ll all be pleased to know that that both my guitar and I made it to Winnipeg in one piece!