Holiday Roundup and Reading 2025

Happy New Year, friends! The tree is down and the various decorations are back in their bins for another year, the house is clean, and I'm slowly and gently nudging myself back into my regular routine. I have had, as mentioned, a restful few weeks … [Continue reading]

Boyhouse Year In Review 2025

Hi friends! Happy New Year's Eve! I hope you have all been having a lovely holiday season. I have, as I alluded to before, been getting a lot of rest, restoring myself to start the New Year refreshed. 2025 was a year marked by a lot of difficult, … [Continue reading]

Nostalgic Festive Chaos

I love looking around other people's houses, and I love seeing all the little touches that make a house a home: photos and artwork, knickknacks and book stacks, colour and materials and furniture. I particularly love it during the holiday season when … [Continue reading]

Nicole’s Favourite Things: The “It Was Warm and Smelled of Yummy Things” Edition

At this time of year when my kids were small, we would read many holiday-themed books, and the favourite of all of ours was The Littlest Christmas Tree, about a tiny tree who despairs of ever becoming a Christmas tree because of his diminutive size. … [Continue reading]

Acts of Service

While decorating the tree and the interior of the house is firmly a whole-family affair, putting up the outdoor lights and decorations are solely in my husband's jurisdiction, with some help from one or both of our sons. He was finishing setting them … [Continue reading]

Five For Friday: The 2025 Five Star Edition

My New Personality and Identity as a War Buff. Spotify Wrapped was released a few weeks ago, and I looked dispassionately at my top five podcasts, all of which were chatty-style, women-hosted, independent podcasts. It felt like a far-off memory, a … [Continue reading]

Neither Rain Nor Sleet Nor Snow Nor Hail

I was at the post office, elf-like, with a bag full of parcels to mail. There were a few people waiting in line, so I picked up some flat-rate boxes and started cramming things into them as best I could, addressing them merrily. One of the parcels … [Continue reading]