Slices of life past and present. Some bitchy, some not.
I rolled out of bed just before nine o’clock and padded, well actually flip flopped, my way to the bathroom where I glanced out the window to see a skim of ice on the lake. It won’t last this time due to an impending warm spell, but a girl can dream, and it brings me … Continue reading One Day In December
I was talking to the potatoes in the kitchen. This is not unusual as I have a habit of talking to most inanimate objects I encounter. These particular potatoes were being peeled and cut so I could parboil them before roasting them to go with a nice roast of pork. Credit goes to my late … Continue reading Talking To Potatoes
The other day my son asked a question that most adult children wouldn't dare to ask. JT is not like most adult children. It was at breakfast. The three of us were enjoying bagel eggs, our go-to breakfast sandwich. Bagels broiled with melted cheese on one side and butter on the other then sandwiched with … Continue reading Sleeping Arrangements
Tim, my youngest brother, arrived on the last day of July 1962. Only eleven months after my sister. My mother let it slip that he was unplanned so we, as siblings do, teased him about being an oops. My mother also, possibly unwisely, mentioned that she once owned a dog named Tim several years earlier. … Continue reading About Tim
For those who don't know me well, my husband, AKA The Doc, AKA The Old Guy, is nine years older than me. That means his joints and especially his knees are nine years older than mine. For the last few years, those old knees have been giving him a lot of problems. With them getting … Continue reading The Old Guy Gets A New Knee
Wait is EV-ing a word? Well why not? I am going to make it a perfect and useful verb. Rebecca, my beautiful new Kona EV, and I have been having some adventures EV-ing around various Atlantic Canadian locations and racking up over 3000 km since we met. Getting to know her has been fairly easy, … Continue reading EV-ing in Lands Short on EV Infrastructure
Spicy beet day is an annual eventThere are beets, of course,Cinnamon sticks, whole cloves and allspice berries The boiling of vinegar, sugar and waterIt gets steamy Things turn purple,Like fingers and splashes on countersThere are jars and lids and rims to contend withWater displacing over the too-small pot rim,Shutting down the cooktop when there’s just … Continue reading Spicy Beet Day
He wasn't my husband at the time. He wasn't even my future husband at the time. He was the Data Centre Manager at the uniform manufacturing and rental company where I worked. My job was preparing the creative and content for communication pieces. There was a lot of copywriting and cut and paste involved. The … Continue reading How My Husband Invented Computer Dating
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
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
There was that day in December, two days before Christmas, when the weather across the country wreaked havoc on travel and 370 flights were cancelled at Toronto's Pearson International Airport. It would become a Christmas people would never forget even if they wanted to. One for the history books. And because of this, JT did … Continue reading Christmas In February
Back in 1986, The Bitch, who was not quite as bitchy as she is now, and The Doc, who was not quite as grumpy as he is now, moved in together. Since December of that year, when they were so excited to be spending their first Christmas together in the same house, they have participated … Continue reading The Great Xmas Tree Hunt of 2022
Sixty-five. Not really as daunting as some people make it out to be. I have been acting like a senior for the past four and a half years; and in some cases longer, especially when certain age related discounts applied. My time is all mine. I have not been working. I have been getting up … Continue reading It’s Official I’m A Senior
We kept them and kept them for years and years. The castle, the cowboy town, the Robin Hood tree house, the pirate ship. The digger, the grater, the cement mixer. The wooden train sets, both Thomas and Brio, which were combined to make a single set. We waited and waited for someone else to play … Continue reading Selling My Son’s Childhood
We all know about high oil prices. How high are they? you ask. The last time we filled our home oil tank, which was in the spring, it cost us $1800. And that was after a winter of using two ductless heat pumps to warm the main floor of our house. Ask us if we … Continue reading Chasing Away The Oil Man
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