The sun was shining when I glanced down at my warming knee and started to laugh. I was kayaking so my knee was bent upwards and highly visible. Dozens of stubbly hairs were glinting in the morning light. They were all between one quarter and one half inch long and sticking out in all directions. … Continue reading The Grooming Habits Of A Mature Non-Girly Girl
I'm asking. Do I? Do I really look like someone who needs advice? I must because I seem to get a disproportionate amount of free advice from people. Maybe it is because I appear younger than I am. Or at least I used to. I was a late bloomer who, for years, looked younger than … Continue reading Do I look Like I Need Advice?
The Doc and I live on the Mineville end of Lake Echo in Nova Scotia. I actually grew up on the other end although we didn't live in a house on the water. When The Doc and I decided to move back to Nova Scotia from Ontario over twenty years ago, (well back for me–The … Continue reading Saturday Morning On Lake Echo
Doodlebug and NJ were visiting through the past week. What that meant was five days of trying to keep them engaged and entertained. Not an easy task. This is something I struggle with because I was a kid who was never bored. I came from an era where kids went outside after breakfast and showed … Continue reading Our Grandparent Resource Kit is Constantly Evolving
I waited all summer for the arrival of my new kayak. ...Okay maybe not all summer but six weeks through July and August, which in Nova Scotia–an area known for short summers–can be a major portion and often the best part of the season depending on the weather. Delivery was delayed of course. Delivery of … Continue reading A Tad of Buyer’s Remorse
On a day when the temperature in my house is 27.7 degrees C (81F) and the humidity is 66%, I–as crazy as it sounds–decide to bake a pie. Not just any pie, my very popular, well-loved coconut cream pie. Something I make for family and as gifts for friends. I am not a person who … Continue reading Knowing When To Walk Away
There was a time when I was always cold, when I loved to wear fleece and sleep in sweat pants or snuggled up to The Doc, who I often referred to as my personal pot-belly stove. Not that he had the belly but he did hold the heat. That was a long time ago. These … Continue reading Mask–Induced Hot Flashes
Just a few weeks ago I was so full of piss and vinegar and plans and energy that I thought I wouldn't stop all summer. And then came the heat. It's beach weather and kayaking weather and I am itching to do both. Don't get me wrong, I am not feeling lazy. I accomplished more … Continue reading Adventures In Deck Building
Studies have shown that women work hard, harder than most men. In addition, they still do most of the housework and childcare on top of their jobs. Their accomplishments, large or small, are rarely recognized by men. It is like their accomplishments are invisible. I have watched and experienced this for years. Whether it is … Continue reading Women’s Accomplishments Are Largely Invisible To Men
Growing up in a house where the words shit, hell, goddamn, christ, frig and many combinations of these, such as good goddamn, as in I don't give a good goddamn or frigging jesus, as in friggin jesus christ what the hell are you doing or holy shit as an alternative to wow were being used … Continue reading Choice Words
It sounds idyllic doesn't it? Moving out of the city or even out of the suburbs to the country where nature surrounds you, where the grey of cement is replaced by the green of trees and the sounds of birds are more prevalent than the sounds of vehicles. It is idyllic, it really is for … Continue reading Don’t Move To The Countryside If…
I literally spent the last several years of my life wandering around as if I lost my binoculars–totally unable to get focused. I couldn't seem to settle into accomplishing most of my usual tasks. I had difficulty starting things; and when I did manage to get something started, I was easily distracted and would take … Continue reading My Brain Is Acting Years Younger
The first time I met my mother-in-law was at her Fortieth Wedding Anniversary. I was her newly-separated son's date. Within the first five minutes, I was mistakenly called The Doc's ex's name twice by party guests. I proceeded to get tipsy and giggly while enjoying several Bloody Caesars and figuring that I would probably never … Continue reading Remembering Mum T
Today is my Blogiversary. One year ago today I published my first official blog entitled: Let's redefine bitchy, shall we (https://stillbitchyafter60.com/2019/06/19/lets-redefine-bitchy-shall-we/). This is where I stated my definition of bitchy as a strong woman who is an independent thinker with passionate opinions. This was not intended to only defend my actions. I am not alone … Continue reading A Year Of Throwing My Thoughts Out Into The World
If you live in Nova Scotia and you happen to know a fisherman (no not that kind of fisherman–not the hobby kind–the that's-what-one-does-for-a-living kind) you can get fresh lobsters just off the boat at the wharf. Lucky for us, The Doc happens to know a lobster fisherman. This year, because of Covid-19 and the lack … Continue reading If You Happen To Know A Fisherman
