Thursday, October 1, 2020

We Have Moved to a NEW Website!

 

Hey there, Bitchy Readers!


The Bitchy Bookkeeper has a brand new site! 


After two years of using this platform for blogging, it was time to expand on the Bitchy Bookkeeper vision. 

From blog to childfree lifestyle brand.



The new site will continue to have original childfree content in the form of videos, articles, and anything else I'm inspired to create. I will keep this site active as there are a lot of blog posts and I don't want them to disappear.

The new site is vibrant and interactive and a constant work in progress. I have more freedom to design it how I want and you know me, freedom is everything!


thebitchybookkeeper.com


See you there!


LeNora Faye
Co-host of Childfree Girls






Thursday, July 2, 2020

What Happens in my Car: Childfree Road Trip





Happy Summer, Bitchy Readers!


Solo road trips are an essential part of my childfree lifestyle. 

Due to COVID, I wasn't sure if/when trips would be possible this year. Luckily, I'm now heading west through the Canadian Rockies en route to the lake cabin I like to use. This place holds special meaning because it's where I spent 10 weeks in 2018 developing this blog. 

As I was driving yesterday, I thought of how different my life feels compared to 2018. 

Back then, I was coming off a year of travel and learning how to write. I was also attending classes for my bookkeeping certification, fully intending to work as a bookkeeper.

Never intending to start a childfree lifestyle brand. 

As the summer wore on, I discovered how much I wanted to write about the childfree lifestyle. So I made the decision to focus my time and financial resources to this endeavor. 

A total gamble, very unsure as to what was going to happen (that feeling never goes away) but committed to the cause.

Fast forward to the present: I've made amazing connections within the childfree community, I've co-founded an incredible podcast/web series-Childfree Girls-and the dream of creating my own brand of journals came true with Childfree Journals.

I spend 12 hours a day, 7 days a week working on these ventures. Don't let me kid you..pun totally intended...this isn't a hobby. 

I'm not a life coach, I'm not an online community. I am an entertainer. I'm also a businesswoman. 

With the exception of Childfree Girls, I do everything myself. 

Hence, 12-hour days. 

Which brings me to the art of road tripping. 

Western Canada is home to magnificent mountain national parks. I engage in a lot of iPhone photography as the views are so majestic it ain't hard to capture that perfect photo. 

But what does LeNora really do on road trips?  

I'm petfree by choice. No critters allowed in the car. 

I don't enjoy the company of humans while driving.

I sing, loudly. 

I say: “holy fuck, this is so beautiful!" 

A lot. 

My driving experience is relaxing and calm until I get stuck behind a massive motorhome or semi-truck trying to climb one of the many steep hills along the Trans-Canada Highway. 

Driving requires you to focus. This highway can be unforgiving in certain spots. And it’s bear season. Gotta keep your eyes on the road. 

For this reason, I rarely think about business when I drive. It’s pretty light-hearted in my head so I thought it would be fun to take some silly photos of my car life and add some commentary. 



Drive-Thru with a view


Waiting to order food. Behind me, a dad with 3 kids walked the drive-thru to order. I saw them park their large 5th-wheel trailer along the road. Many fast-food restaurants are still takeout only, here. 

And yes, my steering wheel has rhinestones on it. 

No room for passengers


My backseat. I brought a little table to set up for podcasting, a yoga mat, a stack of journals, DVDs (no wifi for streaming at the cabin because it's in the middle of nowhere), and my towels, a pillow and a blanket in case of an emergency. I pack a lot of water just in case. 

I keep a lot of soft cloths in the car for wiping the interior down. I hate scuff marks. Also why I don’t allow pets in my car. Ugh! 

Slogan of my life

I was eating my breakfast sandwich when I saw the slogan on the truck: “Your food matters”.

Yes, it does! 

90% of the time, I stay in places with a full kitchen because I enjoy cooking. When passing through a place, I do settle for a mountain motel, which is another blog post unto itself. I made some interesting accommodation choices in my 20s. Oh boy. 

I can be frugal but when it comes to sleep, I want to feel luxurious, even on a budget. So I find places that have the nicest-looking beds for whatever my price range is at the time. Motels in tourist areas have come a long way. 

You say tomato, I say green apple

The week before any road trip, I eat whatever food is left in my house. This time, it was a lot of spaghetti and salmon. It’s always good to pack food in case you get stranded. Easy-to-open stuff. I mean, I stick to main roads, I only travel in the daytime, and I have a great roadside assistance plan. But shit can happen. 

Speaking of which, I always pack TP. Luckily, most public rest stops are open. I know all the best ones with the nicest toilets. That is important to me! 


I hate food crumbs

I detailed the car before I left, so even I’m not allowed to eat inside my ride. I was eating an A&W bacon & egger while drinking McDonald’s coffee from earlier that morning while gazing at the McDonald’s across the highway. 

McDonald’s has the best coffee, IMO. I begin every road trip with a large w/3 cream. I don’t eat much while driving. Three hours in, I will get breakfast and then snack on trail mix throughout the day. 

I do something else while I drive though, which may surprise you. 

I smoke cigarettes. It’s the only time I ever smoke. It’s a summer road trip indulgence I really enjoy. 


Gratuitous boob shot 

My reflection in the car window. Which just shows how big my boobs are. Certainly did not get them from my mother. Ha! That sounds like they’re fake. They aren’t. Very real. 


Pandemic packing

I now pack masks & hand sanitizer. I always stored baby wipes in my driver's side door anyway. And a cold thermos of ice water. Easy to reach while I drive. 

Sorry, the passenger seat is occupied 

I can’t possibly take you with me on road trips because I need the seat for my stuff. The thought of road tripping with children makes my ear canals close. 

I did take my 2 nephews on a weekend trip to West Edmonton Mall once but that was a 3-hour drive and because I’m “auntie”, they behaved. I was still exhausted after. Kids require a lot of energy. I made the right decision for myself to not have them.


Parking job

I know how to park my car, I swear. This is such a stunning part of the country. 360 degrees of mountains. I pulled over at a visitor center off the highway. Then I noticed my parking job. Oh well. There was no one around to judge me.



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That’s the trip so far, Bitchy Readers. Hope you enjoy some downtime wherever you are. 



Will post again soon. 


LeNora Faye
Co-host of Childfree Girls

Saturday, June 6, 2020

The Token Black Guy



Dear Bitchy Readers. 

For this post, I am giving the space to my brother, to amplify his biracial voice. He is an ally to the childfree community and I know his words will be heard here. 
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As a half-black, half-white Canadian man, what are you feeling in this moment?

It has been a very emotional week for me.  I feel angry. I feel sadness. I feel frustrated. 
However, I also feel hopeful. 
The anger I feel comes from the years and years of seeing the oppression of the Black community via the media.  Hearing stories shared from other Black work colleagues, friends, and family members who have personally dealt with racism directed at them.

The anger also comes from my personal experiences over the years to which I’ve tried to forget. But those experiences have made an impact on my life.  

One example was as a teen when people realized I was half-Black, I was labeled the token Black guy in my group of friends.  Some nicknames my friends used on me were:

“Black slave"

 "Nig" 

 "Porch monkey”

What I never told my friends was that these  names/labels actually hurt.  Not only me but disrespected my family and my heritage. 
But I was too afraid to speak up at that point for fear of not fitting in.

This was my failure. 


The sadness I feel comes from hearing the stories of countless families torn apart by racial-induced violence. Countless children losing their fathers and mothers. Even siblings. Countless parents who have lost their children.   
All because of wrongful persecution and police violence based on skin color and race. 
Seeing and feeling the pain from these stories.
Knowing that members of my family, past and present have also been affected by this.  

The frustration I feel comes from the question WHY? 


Why is this still happening?


In this day and age. Why is color & race still an issue? 


Why are so many people ignorant of the fact that this still happens?  


Why aren’t our leaders, whose sole purpose is to take care of and protect the people, not doing so?  

The people, as in, not a select few but ALL!

Taking a knee isn’t enough.

What are you doing about it?

I feel hopeful as maybe this time; things will finally start to change.  People are starting to wake up. People are starting to speak out.  People are sharing their stories.  People are standing up for each other. People are educating themselves.  


This is a start.  

The persecutions, the stereotypes, the oppression, the treatment, the disrespect, the ignorance—all needs to end!

Evan


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Thank you, Evan, for speaking up. Biracial & Mixed-race voices often get left out because we aren’t “black enough”. This is colorism. Growing up in Western Canada, it’s easy to assume this issue is a USA problem. It’s not. 

Offhanded comments, “it’s just a joke” , “I don’t mean it”—are microaggressions. 

Regardless of what color or race we are, the more mindful we become of our own words and actions, the better this world will be. 

Chat soon, 


LeNora Faye
The Bitchy Bookkeeper
Author of Childfree Journals
Co-host of Childfree Girls

P.S 
I share my experience 
here