Credit Card Hack
A few years ago, someone stole my credit card number and went on a shopping spree in Montreal. The bank deleted the charges. I went on with my life. But I thought something similar was happening over the weekend.
…A few years ago, someone stole my credit card number and went on a shopping spree in Montreal. The bank deleted the charges. I went on with my life. But I thought something similar was happening over the weekend.
…We’re expecting. It’s true! Any time now we will be a two sound-booth household. …
We had one expectation for this long weekend: free time. It included some friend time, some “we” time, and some time to do a few little things around the house. I had hoped to put wood protector on the deck but it was too hot out. (Yay!) Derek finished a project that – let’s face it – was more important to me than it was to him. …
Saturday was hotter in London, Ontario than it was in Dubai, United Arab Emirates. Dubai, that over-populated, but-it’s-a-dry-heat, desert playground, where 40C+ is the norm. Where millions of people hustle through the world’s tenth-busiest airport on their way to spend their wealth at luxury stores while the sun beats down with a relentless burn. No wonder we didn’t want to go outside. …
On the eve of virtually every long weekend, I promise myself that I will spend one of the days lounging around in my pyjamas, going nowhere. I think I’ve done it once, outside of times when I’ve been sick. Possibly because I live by the spirit of Betty White’s motto: You can’t hit a moving target. …
…but Civic Holiday Monday seems pretty lame. However, you won’t catch me complaining about a Monday of leisure!  …
Happy Birthday Queen Victoria! …
Have a wonderful long weekend! Â Â …
With any luck, extra sleep will come today. Mama loves her long weekends! …
…a three-day weekend wouldn’t be called a long weekend. It would just be a weekend! It takes three days to recover from a demanding work-week. Imagine if that week was only four days long. But I digress…. …
Derek comes from a family that camped.  They loved to camp and they did it together, all 112 of them.  Well it must have seemed like that many to their parents. …
Honey, you don’t look a day over 125. Â …
Whether it’s Easter, Passover or none of the above, I hope you have a lovely long weekend. It’s always a Good Friday when one can sleep in past 3:30 am! Â One of my personal goals is to get to know this guy. Â …
When we’re home on a weekend we find chores to do. …