This is not the blog I intended to write this week. I was thinking that I had been too nice and touristy for the past few weeks, and that I needed to change things up a bit. Perhaps be a little more myself. Perhaps cover a topic that allowed me to be a bit bitchy. … Continue reading Odds and Sods and Future Plans
As part of our self-prescribed togetherness plan, The Doc and I have been taking road trips; and I, doing what I do, have taken a shitload of photos. So I thought I would share them with you and attach a few details. Since a picture is worth a thousand words, just consider this post to … Continue reading Driving and Dining
I had finished washing the outside windows, getting the layers of grime and haze from their surface. Hoping like hell, now that it was October, we won't get a hurricane. I walked in the front door carrying a dish full of nasturtium seeds to dry for next year. The plan was to dump the seeds then … Continue reading The Joys of October Paddling
News story October 2, 2021: Abortion rights advocates march across U.S. to protest restrictive laws. Solidarity marches held in Canada. Read it here. I felt it was time to share this story. It has never been a secret and is not something I am ashamed of. It is my story and it is just as … Continue reading My Body My Choice My Story
Both seasoned introverts, The Doc and I are drifting apart and spending more and more time in our individual messy adult playrooms, rooms that I have written about in a recent blog. We drift back together for some meals and to watch baseball games, only sharing minimal and stinted conversations. This is not a new … Continue reading Self-Prescribed Togetherness
Monday is Federal Election Day and I am worried. Voters are fickle and the tide is changing. There is a lot of anger out there and our elections are beginning to look like those in the United States. Messy and mean, with a lot of shit slinging. Watching Donald Trump pretend to be a statesman … Continue reading Election Day Worries
One of the hottest trends for anger management and stress release these days is rage rooms. A rage room is a place where you get to physically vent all your anger and frustration. A place where you go to smash the shit out of things like computers, printers, small kitchen appliances and tacky ceramics, just … Continue reading All The Rage
An excerpt from my unpublished memoir Cramps and Other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch. The events, revolving around the fact that I had turned into Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde due to PMS, take place in Toronto during the mid 80's. You're fired, he yelled after an intense, five minute screaming match. It was … Continue reading Out Of Control
So what do you do in Nova Scotia when it is too hot and humid to be outside at home and you don't want to spend the day indoors because that is what you have to do all winter long. You go to the beach of course. Nova Scotia has 13,300 kilometres of coastline. Not … Continue reading Beach Day at Martinique
Seriously don't ask. I have no interest or desire to hold the baby... any baby. Who decided that women automatically loved babies and lived to hold babies? And if you didn’t like doing this, you were weird and unnatural. Perhaps your femininity was questioned. Perhaps you were considered a terrible and uncaring mother. Where did … Continue reading Don’t Ask Me To Hold The Baby
After missing all last summer due to Covid, it was so nice to hear that Shakespeare By The Sea was launching an abbreviated season starting in August this summer. Shakespeare By The Sea has been around for years, and every year they struggle with finances and the weather. According to their website: Shakespeare By The … Continue reading Shakespeare By the Sea
Early, early, early this morning, we dropped JT off at the airport. He is heading off to Basic Training for three weeks to complete the necessary requirements for his entry into the Reserves as a musician, a process that started almost two years ago but was delayed due to Covid. He arrived in April, and … Continue reading Strawberry Shortcake, Blueberry Grunt, Banana Cream Pie and Family Meals
Ok people don't go there. I am not referring to adult playrooms of the Fifty-Shades-of-Grey variety. If you follow my blog, you know that I am lacking a sex drive. I am referring to a room where an adult gets to leave his or her stuff laying around. Where they can make messes, work on … Continue reading Messy Adult Playrooms
My idea of therapy doesn’t take place in an office. I don’t settle into a cushiony chair or sofa. My therapy is a quiet affair. It requires gloves and comfy shoes or boots and a willingness to get dirty, sometimes muddy. Therapy for me is being outside, either in my garden or my kayak. As … Continue reading Summer Therapy
Why? Because I am going to talk about sex. Specifically, I am going to talk about sex drive–or the lack of one. JT, if you don't want to read your mother's discussion on sex, exit now! I have never heard a discussion regarding female sex drives. Now days I can go online and get scores … Continue reading This May Make You Uncomfortable
