As usual, life has it's ups and downs. Good moments and bad moments. Happy moments and bitchy moments. Sometimes all of the above in a single day. Sometimes all of the above in a single hour. Kind of like my body temperature–constantly changing. It is not boring for sure. As they say, variety is the … Continue reading The Good The Bad And The Bitchy
In know. I know. What about first paddle? First paddle was a couple of weeks ago on a single nice day between days and days, a whole month of days, of fog and rain. It was nice and it was solo because I always like my first paddle to be solo. It was quiet and … Continue reading Second Paddle
The tattoo has been taking place in Halifax since 1979, although this is the first year I have ever attended. This year was extra special for us because JT was participating; and we, his proud parents, wanted to be there. First of all, I need to tell you what a tattoo is. This tattoo is … Continue reading The Royal Nova Scotia International Tattoo – 2023
Or is it The Bitch VS The Annabelles Several years ago, maybe eighteen or so, The Annabelles were given a home in The Bitch's garden. It was a nice spot, along the path to the shed, with the perfect mix of sun and very fertile soil. The Annabelles were hydrangeas and were beautiful when in … Continue reading The Annabelles VS The Bitch
It's been quite the week here, both personally and in the news. Several things stand out and are worth noting as events that I want to document and remember. Firstly, JT is in town. He arrived on Monday, This is always a great thing for The Doc and I. JT is here with the National … Continue reading Things That Made The Week
Our new solar panels are up and running and we couldn't be happier. Polaron made it easy to go solar by walking us through every step of the way. While working with them over the past several months, we were impressed with the quality and professionalism of both the product and the process. What impressed … Continue reading Going Solar
The doorbell rang when The Doc and Bitch were downstairs in the family room, both reclined with their feet up, intent on watching the baseball game. It was the ninth inning and their beloved Blue Jays were losing. As loyal fans, they were hoping for a ninth-inning rally. It was early evening and it was … Continue reading What Happened To Warm And Fuzzy Fundraising?
Early Monday morning, well early for us retired people, I took my banged-up, duct-taped car in for repairs. Some of you will remember my car. The car that I had backed into the plumber's van last year causing the plastic bumper to tear. The car that was also hit on that very same bumper by an … Continue reading It’s Fixed. It’s Washed. I’m Happy.
Where do they come from, those crazy and strange dreams? Subconscious thoughts are interesting things that, most of the time in my case, stay in my subconscious. I rarely remember my dreams these days. Maybe once or twice a year when I awake suddenly in the middle of one. Whether a short snippet or an … Continue reading Film Noir In My Dreams
I am sitting curb side in my car waiting for The Doc to rescue me. I am usually not a woman who requires rescuing. I am supposed to be delivering library books but after my second delivery the sliding bracket of my rear hatch broke. I tried and I tried to push it back to … Continue reading Will It Still Make It To September
So Earth Day was April 22, which was yesterday at time of writing. I honestly believe that the majority of people on earth didn't know or care that this was happening, even though it has been happening since 1970 when it was considered the birth of the modern environmental movement. 1970. Fifty-three years ago. And … Continue reading Will We Ever Learn
I just don't understand boredom. Even retired, I don't seem to have enough hours in my day. I am never, and have never been, bored. As far as I am concerned boredom is a choice. As I child, I was the kid who knew how to entertain myself. Though I usually had a single good … Continue reading Don’t Ever Tell Me You’re Bored
She knew it wasn't wise to have tea after 7:PM, but what else should she have done? The doorbell rang just before that and standing on the step was Steve with a couple of bags of Rita's Oat Cakes. No she is not having an affair with Steve. He would need to bring a lot … Continue reading Meat Loaf at Midnight
No one wants to discuss after the end because that means acknowledging that there will be an end. And that means acknowledging one's mortality–the fact that we all must die. This has to be the most avoided conversation subject in history. People prefer not to think about, let alone, discuss this topic; but it is … Continue reading After the End
It had been rather calm in the bitch's life as of late. Some people may even call it boring, although this bitch is never bored. Personally, she considered herself very content because her house was back to normal after a year of insurance claims and repairs. She didn't mind that this calm state didn't produce … Continue reading Just When She Thought The Bitchiness Was Waning
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 