Living Creatively, Living the Dream
Since I mentioned a few weeks ago that I’m looking for a man in my life, the advice has been streaming in. Go online, don’t go online. Join a club, stay away from the clubs. Drink good wine, chug Continue reading 10 Things I want in a man…
How did the amp blow? Well… let’s back it up a bit. I’d invited a crap load of people knowing that when the actual day of the party arrived…folks would be tired and sick and too pooped from shopping, then Continue reading Par-tay…
Overwhelmed. Amazed. Awestruck. There are not enough words. It started with the arrival of The Tall Blonde…where I cannot clearly explain the feeling of having her home again. Then…continued with many friends gracing my home for a wild and crazy Continue reading Happy Christmas…
At one point yesterday morning, The Tall Blonde and I were having Christmas in Germany. It would have been lovely. Visiting the Christkindlesmarkt in Nuremberg to celebrate the holidays. Strolling through the various stalls that sell toys and trinkets, the Continue reading Home for Christmas…
“Twenty-six,” Bones said after we’d had our discussion. “Wow, that’s a big number!” “Yes it is, twenty-six is a big number,” I echoed as the three of us sat there. Realizing the enormity of it. Twenty-six. The number of students and Continue reading #26Acts
Note: This post was written following the Sandy Hook Shooting in the United States. It still brings me to my knees when I think of all that was lost. – – – – – – – There’s a part of Continue reading All I can do…
It’s not like me to miss a hockey tournament. But, for reasons well beyond my control, I found myself home this weekend while Spiderman headed off with his team. Luckily, my friend Red kept me in stitches with one text Continue reading “Mom and Girl” weekend…
My grandfather stole a horse. Well… I think he did. I was quite young and the details are sketchy but if I’m not mistaken, he heard of a horse that was being abused, went to the place where the horse Continue reading For the love of horses…
A few years ago during the holidays, while heading to a lovely restaurant with friends, a man stepped from a downtown doorway and asked if we could “spare some change.” We made eye contact then he quickly stepped out of Continue reading Out of the Cold…
Thirty three years away…yet Newfoundland is home. At the age of ten, we moved to Halifax but returned every summer to spend time with family. Forty-odd first cousins. Multiple Aunts and Uncles. My beautiful grandparents and a gaggle of friends, Continue reading Billy Hickey…his music…home…
I think my friends are psychic… or psycho…or a little of both. But this morning, in the midst of an “I can’t take this anymore breakdown” where one stupid thought after the next was popping in my head and I Continue reading My friends are psycho…
I remember when we were kids and “Sunday night Disney” turned into “Sunday night Little House on the Prairie.” I’m sure it didn’t bother my folks…leaving “Chip and Dale” behind to watch a show on family values, love, friendship and Continue reading Sunday night family night…
Up until Friday night, I couldn’t see two hours past my overstuffed calendar to figure out where I could possibly fit in purchasing Christmas gifts let alone hauling out the decorations, trimming the tree and stringing lights outside! Now, suddenly, Continue reading Elf the Musical…
Hey, GOOD NEWS… I still have a heart! Well… bad news in that it’s taken a small hit and aches a wee bit but GOOD NEWS… I still have a heart! Not that long ago… I felt nothing but empty. Continue reading Good news…
Two pairs of dress pants, a pair of jeans, eight blouses, three sweaters and several necklaces. That’s what lay on my bedroom floor by the time I was done last night. I’m all about supporting my friends but couldn’t it Continue reading Mills Sisters…
From the time I was a little girl I’ve heard the stories of Uncle Ron. Saw the medals…framed on the walls of my grandparents home. I’ve read the letters…looked at the pictures. On Remembrance Day, he’s who I think of. Never having Continue reading Lest we forget…
It hits you immediately on walking through the doors. The warmth. The Lower Deck has arrived in Clayton Park with all the charm of the one downtown! I’m not sure how they did it… how they instilled a sense of Continue reading The Lower Deck…
Clowns to the left of me. Jokers to the right. For as long as I can remember, I’ve told my kids they’re “The Best.” It’s possible I’m setting them up for failure but it’s my hope that they see the Continue reading Being my best…
It’s quite possible that I’m failing as their Mom! I screwed up Halloween and seriously… how bad do you have to be to screw up Halloween! Year after year we pick our own pumpkins, load up with treats, decorate Continue reading Are you a Halloween failure?
It’s not easy getting in the head of a musician! Maybe it’s the fact that I’m creative as well. Between writing and designing, I’m constantly putting things “out there” and much like a musician… understand the rejection. It’s tough to Continue reading Paul Lamb Live…