Moving Through The SAD. Tips For A Better Winter.

Usually by this time of year I’m shoulder deep in seasonal depression muck. Uck.

This year though, I’m doing fine. Suspiciously fine, ha. It’s the strangest thing! I’m sure the amazing Autumn weather this year has a lot to do with it and I’m so grateful because this feels good! Is this how normal people feel? I like!

All I have to do is control the weather every Fall from now on and I’ll be good.

Obviously that’s not a realistic plan for the future but that’s OK! I’ve got 18 + years of surviving seasonal depression in me. I’ve learned a thing or two about living through the Big Winter Sad. Maybe some of my tips will help you too! You know, for those days when we can’t control the weather.

Be kind to yourself.

Treat yourself the way you’d treat your best friend. Be relentlessly kind. I treat myself with love, tenderness and grace. Ignore that inner voice that says all those mean things. Don’t compare yourself to others.

Natural light.

I get my face into daylight for at least twenty minutes a day. Ideally for me, this means I go outside for a walk. In reality on really cold days, I spend a lot of time sitting in front of a sunny window. That’s OK. Daylight on your face. That’s what matters.

Basic personal care.

I keep up on my basic hygiene. This is non negotiable for me. I feel like once my basic hygiene starts to slip I’m in trouble so I don’t allow myself an inch on this one. Brush your teeth, comb your hair. Wash your bod. Even if this means you’re giving yourself a bird bath in the sink. Do it.

Take care of the inside too.

I take my vitamins as best as I can remember. I move my body as best as I can. I drink some water. The bare minimum, your bare minimum is better than nothing at all. Just do what you can. Anything is better than nothing. Yes the goal is remembering always but the reality is different day by day. This is where being kind to yourself really pays off. We’re not going to berate ourselves for not being perfect. We’re going to try our best and if our best is the bare minimum then that’s good enough.

Stay social.

The desire to self isolate is STRONG but I make sure I see at least one person (extra from your family) a month. You don’t even have to do this in person, ya know with this pandemic and all. You just need to see/talk to someone, once a month at least!


No, I’m not going to tell you to stay positive. Fuck that shit. I am going to tell you to find something, your own tiny spark of knowledge that acts as a lamp light of hope for a better tomorrow. I like to remember that after the Solstice, the days get longer again. I find comfort in the sunrises and sunsets. No matter what happens, they go on. The birds still sing! Soon the light will will start to change in the sky and you will feel the coming Spring in your bones. Find something that connects you to the wisdom and magic of our natural world. Trust in the cycle of the nature of things.

And finally….talk about it.

Yes, I know this makes a lot of people cringe. We’re taught in our culture to keep these things to ourselves but let me tell you this: depression loves nothing more than to get you alone in a dark room so it can kill you. That’s exactly why I’m so open about my own Big Sad: to help end the stigma of mental illness. To help create a world where others feel comfortable and safe coming forward to share their stories and experiences. Would you hide your fractured leg in embarrassment and shame? Then you don’t need to hide this. And if anyone tells you otherwise or makes you feel like you’re “just looking for attention” or less than in any other way, you send them to me and I’ll straighten them out.

Do you have any tips you’d like to add? Share them in the comments!

Be well my Loves.

Red Zinger Tea & Toddy.

Just the recipe HERE

The girlchild and I were reminiscing about our favourite tea the other day.

Red Zinger.

It was a funky blend of sticks and leaves but the main ingredient was hibiscus. OOOOOH we love us some hibiscus! The tea was sweet without needing sugar, good hot AND cold, and very, very red tasting. (If you know, you know) One used to be able to get it a Superstore, they had their own brand (this should have been my first clue! ) but I haven’t seen it years and years. Inspired by our conversation, I hit up the old Google and what I found made me laugh and laugh and laugh.

Superstore doesn’t make it anymore but fricking Celestial Seasonings sure does! This whole time I was looking for the no name brand when I could have had the original!

This brain…I tell ya…

Making up for lost time, I bought a case!

It was delicious, exactly as I remembered. I’m grateful because I have a lot of it, ha ha.

I’m thinking it would make an excellent Red Hot Toddy. Oh! With my favourite bourbon!

Let’s give that a go:

Red Zinger Hot Toddy

  • Mug of Celestial Seasonings Red Zinger Tea
  • Honey, to taste.
  • Red Stag Black Cherry Bourbon by Jim Beam, to taste. I used half an ounce because it was 10 am when I worked this up, heh. Half an ounce is probably plenty anyway.
  • Squeeze of lemon.

Stir, stir. Sip. Sip.

The verdict: Gooooooood! Dangerously good, like candy. I’ve found hot toddies to be a great comfort when I’m ill but they always taste so strong and medicinal. This is not like that at all and I am here for it!

Do you have a favourite tea? Tell me all about it!

You can find this tea online at a variety of sources, including here >Red Zinger Tea<

Cheers and thanks for reading!

The Salad And The Spice

It’s Salad Season, woot woot! Well it was when I wrote this six months ago. Oooops!

I bring you an overly dramatic account of my dinner salad fuck up. Enjoy! πŸ€“

The recipe for said salad called for Harrisa Paste. I had Harrisa Powder. One is surely the same as the other, right?

Ha! Nooooooo.

I used the same amount of powder as the called for paste and slathered the whole mess on there. ( There being a steak) Then I made my second mistake and cooked our steak in my cast iron pan.

Yeah…We don’t have a stove vent- because, reasons -and the spicy smoke choked us out of our own house!Β  We were crying and coughing and laughing our asses off because the neighbors were looking at weird and the whole thing was just ridiculous!

Β Is this what it feels like to be pepper sprayed? Because I think we got pepper sprayed!

Naturally after all that I wasn’t too keen on eating the damn thing but I won’t waste meat soooo, down the hatch it had to go.😬

I think I gave myself an ulcer. It burned aaaallll the way down!

It sure looked pretty though:

I’d recommend the recipe. Here’s the LINK if you want to make it too. May I just suggest though that you use the paste?!

Spring Ellle

My name is Ellle. A play on the first letter of my real name -ooooh so mysterious! I’m in my late 40s, use she/they pronouns and am a bit of a dork.

I swear a lot depending on my mood and often act like a little kid. I’m pretty young at heart: coughcough-its-probably–the-trauma-and-arrested-development-coughcough. But considering I hang out with two of my little loves five days a week, it’s no wonder!

The theme of things here will evolve and develop seasonally with me. (Hence the name) I’m probably consistent in some places but honestly I’m rarely in the same mood/mental space twice so I think it’s best if I just flow and glide and write from myself as myself whoever that may be. I’m strongly influenced by the natural world and trying to fight that never ends well! ( Winter Ellle is a trip)

Spring Ellle is bright,hopeful, inspired and full of motivation!

The longer,warmer days and melting snow leaves me feeling like I’ve taken a party drug so expect lots of enthusiasm and what some of you might call weirdness.

A few other things:

BLM,ACAB, LGBTQ2S friendly,firmly on the Left,pro abortion- the same way I’m pro healthcare of any kind, neurodivergent,  intersectional feminist, Anti religion, science minded witchy chick.

Science IS Magic.

I’m also a meme queen 😁 and have a silly,dark sense of humour.

If anything above offends you or fills your heart and mind with a strong and raging heat then you probably won’t be comfortable here. That’s OK!

If you choose to stay and can ” be cool”…

Welcome! I’m so happy you’re here and it’s an absolute delight to meet you! πŸ’š