Us old-skool bloggers (did you know I’ve been blogging for five years? It’s been five long years and I love you just the same) sometimes miss the fun and joy that was the meme. Well, I’m bringing us back to early 2008 with a good old-fashioned book meme. There is a meme going around […]
The best way to spread Christmas cheer is self awareness.
December 18, 2013 by
Oh hey, it’s blizzarding again. The news anchor mentioned that Saturday is the First Day of Winter! and I stared at the television in confusion. I think seasons should actually be defined differently here in Canada. We’ve had tons of snow on the ground since before Halloween, so I THINK I know a little something […]
Just call me Lynn Raisman.
December 16, 2013 by
I’m not sure how you parents of children in highly competitive sports do it. This weekend was the Candy Cane Shiah at the boys’ karate dojo, and the boys each competed in a kata and a weapons division. The whole time I was a bundle of nerves and it was the Candy Cane Shiah, a […]
Baby Got Back Pain
December 14, 2013 by
At my weekly Co-Op trip on Wednesday, I was the sole person – other than the employees – under the age of seventy. It was all hatted-and-matching-scarved ladies and some older gentlemen and one couple who put me in mind of Lewis and Bethany, arguing with the butcher about the cut of roast pork these […]
Nicole’s Favourite Things: Gifts From The Heart Edition
December 9, 2013 by
Two things happened today that got me thinking about gift-giving in general and stressed-out Christmas gift-giving in particular. First, my mother-in-law sent the kids mini-loaves of raisin bread and it arrived today, and I am not exaggerating when I say this simple gesture was met with extreme joy and glee. Never has a lunchtime been so […]
Clark, Audrey’s frozen from the waist down.
December 5, 2013 by
I know I complain – often? – about the crabby old ladies on the seniors’ bus who swarm the Co-Op when I’m grocery shopping and who snap at the sole cashier for being the only one working, like he has a choice in this matter, and who bang the back of my legs with their […]
I don’t know what to say, Audrey, except it’s Christmas, and we’re all in misery.
December 3, 2013 by
Here’s the scene: me, at the table, surrounded by envelopes and holiday cards, armed with an address book and a notebook, the same notebook that I’ve written Cards Sent and Cards Received in for the past eleven Christmases, with pens and stamps and special return-address labels that I ordered this year, with a motif of […]
