Once in a while I’ll meet a person who casually mentions that they never carry a purse, and I am completely struck speechless. If a person doesn’t carry a purse, how do they carry all the things? Or do they carry no things? Or do they rely on pockets? Just…how? And am I carrying too […]
Giving Up The (Trend) Ghost; Eighty Weeks In
I have always loved clothes and fashion. When you were a teen, did you “reinvent” your look every summer to have a bold new style in September? I sure did; some elements I would keep – to this day, I wear silver hoop earrings just like the ones I adopted back in 1989 – and […]
A Dive Into Jane Eyre; Seventy-Nine Weeks In
This past week I was a beta reader for a book concerning parenting young children; it’s hard to remember what those early years were like when my youngest just turned sixteen! Also, I was so sleep-deprived back then that I barely remember 2005-07. My son had, by all accounts, a great birthday. His brother, who […]
Eighteen Months of Pandemic Life, An Update; Seventy-Eight Weeks In
This week my younger son turns sixteen – SIXTEEN! – and so, officially, 75% of the Boyhouse will have had two pandemic birthdays. Well, if we include Barkley, 80%, but I don’t as his birthdays have been pretty much the same, pandemic or no. My son had a big celebratory dinner with his favourites, ribs […]
It’s A Conspiracy; Seventy-Seven Weeks In
I find anything to do with the 1918 influenza pandemic fascinating; in part because it ended, and that gives me hope, and in part because I realize that we also will be a footnote in history. This week I read the book Gilead – more on that later – and came across this passage: I […]
I’m Getting Older, Too; Seventy-Six Weeks In
On Friday night we had friends over for dinner, friends who we hadn’t seen for over a year, friends who are more like family, who we vacation with and our older sons share a birthday and are only a couple of hours apart, friends who, in the past decade, we would see every few months […]
Nicole’s Favourite Things: The “I Love My Garden” Edition
Well, as I write this it is 7 degrees Celsius and we had a huge hailstorm this weekend that mushed flat all my garden beds and flowers. Prior to this, with the heat and the no mosquitoes, I was thinking what was wrong with me all these years, Calgary is not so bad, look at […]