My brain works in mysterious ways. Something like that guy who is so popular on Sundays. I, however, am not always that serious and very far from popular. I am much more realistic though because I am a non-fiction, tangible character. Some of the things I ponder may not change the world, but they would … Continue reading Random Questions I Feel A Need To Ask
There’s a strange car in the driveway. It has out-of-province plates and showed up a couple of days ago. WTF is some come-from-away doing in our neighbourhood at a time like this. A time when COVID 19 numbers have just started ticking upwards again with a lot of the new cases related to out-of-province travel. … Continue reading A Strange Car In The Driveway
Sit back and relax while I tell you a story. A story in response to the Bonnywood Manor 3-Word Challenge. Bonnywood Manor is the Blog of Brian Lageose. It is witty and well written. I admire his sense of humour and vocabulary. It usually makes me laugh and envious of his talent. Check out Brian's … Continue reading Early That Morning (My 3-Word Challenge Story)
Dear Jennifer, I apologize for the length of time it's taken for us to respond to your submission. I'm writing to let you know that we’re ultimately not able to make a publication offer for your MS. Our list is very small, and we receive so many more manuscripts than we could ever publish. This … Continue reading Possibly The Last Rejection Letter
No one ever asked me that question, which was a damn good thing because I didn't have a clue. I don't think I was alone in this. Most people don't fall into the category of precocious ten-year olds who say they are going to be a marine biologist then grow up to become one. I … Continue reading What do you want to be when you grow up?
It’s a grey day, and as I drink my tea while watching the gold finches and chickadees flit to and from the bird feeder, I know I have no reason to feel the way I do. But the feeling is there, and I have struggled with it all week. The heavy, sad, bottom-of-the-well feeling that … Continue reading Trying To Pull Up My Socks
You may be a cartoon character if... ...You have been known to goofily send objects, often stemware, flying across the room with an over animated swish of your hand. ...You watch TV with Cruella de Vil hair while twisting and yanking your chin hairs and looking like an evil mastermind. ...You have two exclamation marks engraved between … Continue reading You May Be A Cartoon Character If…
And by funny, I mean awfully disgusting. Like the chili I made for dinner on Sunday night. It tasted like it was made with shredded elastic bands. I thought the meat had gone bad; after all, the bread-maker cheese bread tasted good, in fact, very good. Nope; The Doc said the chili was fine and … Continue reading After the shot, certain things tasted funny…
There have been many hobbies in my life over the years. Several new ones since retirement. Several old ones dropped when they were no longer enjoyable. Like sewing, something I had done since I was a teenager, but something that had begun to feel like a chore. God I hate sewing. And then there is … Continue reading Hoping To Learn A New Trick
So I may be a bitch but I am polite. After all I am Canadian through and through and we are known for being polite. Possibly over polite. I once thanked someone so many times for doing something for me that they became annoyed and yelled at me. Oops Sorry. Apologizing is also something Canadians … Continue reading I’m A Polite Bitch, I Know The Power of Saying Thank you
Don't treat me special because I am a woman. Treat me equal because I am a human being. This is my mantra. March 8th is International Women's Day and honestly the only reason I know this is because I received an email yesterday from Canada's largest bookstore chain promoting it for the purpose of selling … Continue reading Don’t treat me special because I am a woman.
Last year around this time, I wrote a blog about discovering my addiction. It wasn't to wine or coffee or drugs or binge watching Netflix or even checking my blog stats. My addiction was, to my surprise, jigsaw puzzles. The reason I called it an addiction was because I would continue to work on them … Continue reading Addiction Update
No I am not leaving my husband. The Doc has put up with me this long, so now he is stuck with me. Plus he sometimes cooks for me, something I have always enjoyed. Instead I have left my yoga instructor, which is a bit like leaving your hair dresser. There is loyalty and guilt … Continue reading Going It On My Own
Listening to the radio the other day I heard a statistic that made me wonder about the nature of human beings these days and how such intelligent creatures have evolved to the point that they seem to be regressing. In other words becoming a lot less intelligent. I'm trying to refrain from using the word … Continue reading A Wrinkly Statistic Of Human Regression
It had been two years since we woke up to perfect conditions. To the day following a long enough period of sub-zero temperatures and no precipitation. To the day when the ice on the lake was like glass. That day occurred just the other morning. The problem was that we had planned a day trip, … Continue reading Perfect Conditions