Get out of my dreams, Get into my car...

We were talking the other day at work about why we do what we do. Most of you know that I work for Summit Chiropractic here in Kelowna. If you know me at all, you know I love my job. Like really... Love. It.
I started out like most people. I wanted a car (actually before the car – what I really needed was that totally awesome purple sweater from Mariposa that my parents wouldn't by for me) so that meant I had to first find a job. Where does a young, vibrant, ready to take-on-the world, 16 year old go? Yep...McDonald's. The land of dreams.

Side note-Most people don't eat at McDonald's because they know it's not good for them. I don't eat at McDonald's because if I see another McNugget again in my lifetime it will cause a reaction far too violent to be shared here in this PG rated blog post.

Thus began my journey into the Canadian workforce. After that, it was a produce store, shoe store, another produce store, walk-in clinic, same produce store and another walk-in clinic (BTW-anyone need help choosing a ripe avocado or cantaloupe-call me).

“Cara”, you may ask, “why so may jobs?”. Well, most of my time between 1997-2007 was spent working 2-3 jobs at a time because I was trying to get what I needed. And what I needed was to pay my rent. To buy food. I wasn't working at these places because I loved sharing with people the difference between cilantro and parsley...I was working only to pay the bills and working to pay the bills is not a bad thing. It's a very necessary thing. I once worked 4 jobs at the same time just so I could continue to have cable because living without 'Melrose Place' was NOT an option.

I know that not all of us can have our dream job or even have the opportunity to. My dream job would be as a backup singer/dancer for Janet Jackson- but since Miss Jackson hasn't called yet, I can't see that happening anytime soon. So, I found something that I really love AND pays the bills. Does that mean that I never dance again? No. But what I CAN do is take dance lessons...And continue to embarrass myself as I dance around my living room with the blinds open for all the neighbors to see. (true story)

Always wanted to be a writer, but work as an accountant? Start a blog- share your talent. Always dreamed of being an actor, but currently deliver flowers? Call the Kelowna Actor's Studio and be outrageous! There is always a way to do what you love.

So to entirely mis-qoute the talented Billy Ocean, it's time to “get out of my car and INTO my Dreams”


PARSLEY.....




CILANTRO.....










Injoy,
Cara