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?
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
The Birthday Bitch has a reputation for being cranky and unappreciative. This has less to do with growing older than it does with sleep depravation. It doesn't matter whether it is her birthday or not, The Birthday Bitch is not someone you want to be around if she is lacking sleep. Certain relatives, morning people, … Continue reading The Birthday Bitch
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. That’s me having a conversation with myself. Usually an ongoing commentary on my daily activities. Actually more like an instructional video that sounds like: OK, first you're going to do this. Then you're doing this, followed by this, with the word "this" changing to reflect my list of tasks. There … Continue reading Talking To Myself
Why jazz? you ask. Because it is the music that moves me. It is the music that makes my body want to sway, my knees want to bounce and my feet want to tap. It is emotional, sexy and free and I have loved it for a long time. Long before I knew what jazz … Continue reading Dreams Of Being A Jazz Pianist
No doubt about it, this Halloween, this usually sweet time for so many kids, is an abnormal one. It seems that COVID has curbed trick or treating in my neighbourhood even though here in Nova Scotia we have as few as 5 cases in the province. I have to admit that I am surprised at … Continue reading Should Have Bought The Nuts
Four years ago on Thanksgiving our family enjoyed the last holiday where all five of us adult siblings were together. That Thanksgiving has become a fond memory as we were on our best behaviour and enjoying the day. Old sibling rivalries remained buried and everyone seemed genuinely happy to be in each other's company. A … Continue reading Thanksgiving Will Always Remind Me Of My Brother Larry
There are some people who think I am a bit ditzy. The reason I don't always come across as the educated person that I am is that I am sometimes verbally impulsive. I speak without thinking. Excitement and/or wine can result in my blurting things out while pretending to be self assured or witty or … Continue reading Two Cornwalls And A Sometimes Ditz
There she was this morning in my Instagram feed, aged ten going on fifteen, making seductive poses with her cheeks sucked in and her head tilted in just that way. There she was dancing and jumping in videos and shaking her bottom towards an unseen audience. In the middle of all these is the picture … Continue reading The Little Girl On Instagram
The Doc and I are in quarantine. No we do not have COVID 19. Yes we have travelled; and because we had to leave the Atlantic Bubble, which Nova Scotia is part of, we had to quarantine upon returning home. We weren't being flippant or self righteous, we were saying our final goodbyes to The … Continue reading The Upside of Quarantine
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 