I love the month of December. It just feels so magical; objectively it’s a cold and dark month, but it doesn’t feel that way to me. I mean, it IS dark, it IS cold – it is minus 21 this morning! – but I don’t mind. I mean, yes, I would rather not spend ten […]
Secret Santa, Bits and Bobs; Ninety Weeks In
December 6, 2021 by 26 Comments
This year I started following the lovely San over at The In Between Is Mine; she is so smart and articulate, and I am forever fascinated by people who are fully fluent in more than one language, as she is; English is not her first language and yet her English is perfect. I mean, I […]
Thirst Traps and Letting Go; Eighty-Eight Weeks In
November 22, 2021 by 24 Comments
These Pretzels Are Making Me Thirsty I love listening to podcasts while doing menial household drudgery or slowly walking Barkley around the neighbourhood; it makes me actually look forward to doing dull things like folding the laundry or other mind-numbing tasks. I feel like I learn new things every day; I discovered the “We Didn’t […]
Nicole’s Favourite Things: The November Beauties Edition
November 18, 2021 by 28 Comments
I know many people loathe the month of November, but I do not. It’s generally a grey/ brown, chilly, windy month, true, but it has its own kind of beauty: We don’t all have to be flashy to be beautiful. November is also a good month for me because the first three weeks are the […]
Festivities Shift; Eighty-Five Weeks In
November 1, 2021 by 28 Comments
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 […]
Eighteen Months of Pandemic Life, An Update; Seventy-Eight Weeks In
September 13, 2021 by 12 Comments
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
September 6, 2021 by 18 Comments
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 […]
