On the Road Again

Full tank of gas? Check. GPS? Check. House/pet sitter? Check. Blog posts for next week? Um, uncheck. There might be one or two. Continue reading

Throwback Thursday – Une Dizaine D’annees, Mon Dieu!

Translation: It’s been ten years since Derek and I visited England and France. We also went to Monaco but didn’t quite make it to Italy. I’d love to spend a couple of years visiting tiny pockets of Europe. The only... Continue reading
woman in pantyhose wearing white high heels and a blue skirt has her legs crossed

Gripping Hose

Pantyhose. Am I right? PANTYHOSE!  Continue reading

Hey Ricky

One of life’s little delights is discovering that the artist whose work you admire is also a great human being. So often it happens the other way. I’m looking at you, Louis ck.  Continue reading

The Wheat Stuff and the Chaff Stuff

The personal possession purge continues. A cedar chest we acquired and have no room for; a barnboard-and-bulb-cage chandelier made by Derek; an extra motorcycle windshield we boxed up and stored – it’s all going, going, gone!  Continue reading

The Big Tease

Coming soon…. Continue reading
My Dad in his racing suit and helmet standing with his horse, Accumulator, in the winner's circle after winning a race on PEI in 1992

Thankful Thursday – My Least Favourite Year

Sunday can’t possibly be the first anniversary of my father’s death. It’s gone so fast and time has also crawled. I truly thought I understood what it must be like to lose a parent but I didn’t – I couldn’t... Continue reading

Bot and Sold

I suppose I should feel flattered. Scores of Twitter bots, those automated, pre-programmed fake accounts, started following me last week. I didn’t even realize it was part of a trend until London’s Medical Officer of Health tweeted about it. Then... Continue reading

Filling the Hole in the Soul

What in the world happened in Toronto yesterday? Ten people are dead after a man ran a van along a sidewalk I walked a million times as a Torontonian. We can dismiss people as evil but that’s too easy. The... Continue reading

Sibling Supremacy

My brother and I argue about the most inconsequential things. Last week, we spent more time than I care to admit in opposition over what a piece of melted cheese looked like.  Continue reading