Slices of life past and present. Some bitchy, some not.
An excerpt from my unpublished memoir Cramps and Other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch.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
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
It was Father's Day and JT was cooking. He had already made delicious omelets with mushrooms, peppers, garlic, cheese and lots of spices for breakfast that were the hit of the morning. But JT was also worried. Not about his cooking. JT is a damn good cook. He was worried because his mom had an … Continue reading The Other Rubber-Soled Shoe
So I am still in June mode, still thinking about silly traditions while I do things other than write new creative blogs. Other things like gardening. These latest musings come from my unpublished memoir, Cramps and other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch, which is a bucket load of stories and rants that I am … Continue reading The Engagement Fridge
I don't know about you, but June makes me think of weddings, although I was actually married in August. And what I really end up thinking is: why do we bother. How many movies have we all seen about the craziness of weddings? Yes I know they are movies but the writing usually has actual … Continue reading If I had to do it all over again…
It is a grey, rainy Mother's Day weekend; but look I have some bright and cheery grocery-store roses. Sarcasm aside, they really are quite pretty. Their primary colours stand out stunningly against the grey–both the day and my wall. And I love them. No I did not receive these roses from JT or The Doc. … Continue reading Grocery-Store Roses
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)
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
It started about a week ago. An underlining fatigue. A lack of focus and ambition. No desire to work on favourite projects. No enjoyment when attempting to work on them. The monotony of the days was starting to take a toll. Personally I was beginning to feel like I was in the middle of the … Continue reading Mental Health Day Trip
Once upon a time... (actually it was the winter of 2002) The Bitch received a phone call from a relative who complained and complained about the weather to the point that the bitch rolled her eyes and tried to preoccupy herself with other things while the relative continued to whine. She no sooner hung up … Continue reading A Winter Story Of A Winter Story
I woke up at 9:39 this morning, well rested and ready to roll out of bed. I had read until 12:30 a.m. A book called Writers and Lovers, which I have to admit I am enjoying. I read every night in bed and go through a lot of books. I tend to be picky about … Continue reading On A Blustery Morning
On New Years Eve, twenty-nine years ago, I entered the hospital pregnant with a baby who had been due on December 24th. Ask me how glad I was that I didn't have a Christmas Eve or even worse a Christmas Day baby? That certainly wasn't the plan. I was expecting the little bugger to show … Continue reading New Year’s Eve
Today is The Doc's Birthday. He is a relatively quiet man who isn't really big on celebrations. But like everyone else, he likes to be remembered. When I met The Doc, he was a manager at the Data Centre of the company where I worked. The Doc taught me how to use the computer terminal, … Continue reading The Doc Appreciation Day
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 