This was the most perfect book to read during the first week of November with colder temperatures and shorter, darker days: Wait, wait. I know what you’re going to say. I am about five years late to the hygge party – actually, closer to six, given that we are almost done 2021 (WHAT). In my […]
Festivities Shift; Eighty-Five Weeks In
Hello November!! It was a brisk, wintry start to the weekend, so I wasn’t sure if we would even get any Trick-or-Treaters, but we ended up with an all-time high of 43, smashing our earlier record of 25. Maybe it was the decorations! We do have some candy left over, which some of us are […]
Nicole’s Favourite Things: The Spooky Season Edition
OH MY GOD YOU GUYS. LOOK AT THE GRUESOME SCENE THAT WE DISCOVERED ON OUR FRONT STEP LAST NIGHT. I guess the mystery of the missing gourds is solved – it’s a case of cannibalism! I don’t know WHO is responsible for this carnage, but a) I love it and b) I have my suspicions! […]
The Case of the Missing Gourds; Eighty-Four Weeks In
I don’t want to alarm anybody, but something is eating my decorative gourds. I started out with eight white mini-pumpkins, and I am down to two. My husband suggested someone was STEALING them, but I think that is unnecessarily suspicious of people in my neighbourhood, and also, if our home is going to be the […]
Never Eat Shredded Wheat; Eighty-Three Weeks In
In my mind, one of the greatest technological advancements is the advent of the map function on my phone. I am a person who has very little sense of direction, and before this incredible feat of technological engineering, I would write down or print out directions to a place, and panic every time I thought […]
Dreams, Jeans, Go(u)rds, Thanksgiving; Eighty-Two Weeks In
Thanks and Giving Thank you to everyone who reached out with kind words last week. It does make things lighter to know that we aren’t alone. Today is Thanksgiving, for those of you not in Canada, and it is the first Thanksgiving in many years that we are not visiting my mother-in-law, which feels strange. […]
Not Okay, But Okay; Eighty-One Weeks In
I’m okay. Everything in my life is fundamentally okay – good, even – and my little boat in this tsunami of a storm is strong and well-equipped. EVERYTHING IS FINE except everything isn’t fine? I know I’m not alone here. The other day Swistle (HI SWISTLE) mentioned the strong desire to lie down on the […]