Now that’s a scary thought. This particular thought manifested itself as a dream. Ok as a nightmare. Nightmare snippets to be exact. Those connecting dreams that take place when you are between wake and sleep in the morning. When reality seems dusty and unattractive. When you keep dozing off and returning to the same dream … Continue reading Pregnant at 66 – Yikes!
Tag: humour
One Day In December
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
Talking To Potatoes
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
Sleeping Arrangements
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
Old Guy Update, Sleep and Hilarity
The Old Guy Today marks three weeks since the old guy had knee replacement surgery. It is surprising what the body can do in a three-week period. By the end of the first week he had become comfortable with stairs, and we moved him back to the main floor where he took up residence in … Continue reading Old Guy Update, Sleep and Hilarity
I Think I Am Allergic To My Kitchen
Is that possible? It certainly feels like it is possible. Is it one of those allergies that develops over time, after a long exposure? After all, I have been having to cook for what seems like forever. Since about 1969 after I turned twelve and my working mother could no longer find someone to do … Continue reading I Think I Am Allergic To My Kitchen
EV-ing in Lands Short on EV Infrastructure
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
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
The Good The Bad And The Bitchy
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
The Annabelles VS The Bitch
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 Fixed. It’s Washed. I’m Happy.
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.
Meat Loaf at Midnight
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
Just When She Thought The Bitchiness Was Waning
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
In Need Of A Car That Talks
The bitchy ditz has once again reared her unfocused head. It is as if her brain has gone on vacation. I have covered this topic before and admitted to a full range of ditzy moments in a blog written last April. If you are interested, you can read about that here. Focus is a big … Continue reading In Need Of A Car That Talks
Skip The Card… Buy The Wine
Photo by Jude Beck on Unsplash It's February. The month when couples have fourteen days to try to find the perfect way to express their undying love for each other. I guarantee most people will still be figuring it out on the 13th. If nothing else, they will buy a card. Who's idea was all … Continue reading Skip The Card… Buy The Wine















