Living Creatively, Living the Dream
I’m in a wee creative slump so I thought I’d troll a few blogs to get a little inspiration. First stop, one of my favorite bloggers LouLou. (If you aren’t following her and want some fabulous entertainment, click on the Continue reading 48 Questions, 48 Answers…
So far, January has sucked! It started with The Tall Blonde’s ski accident which, along with a great amount of “mom stress”, caused me to miss several days of classes. Then, with the help of a blast of meds and Continue reading Feeling better…
Ever since I started school, my eyes have been opened to a lot of things I may otherwise never have known. Like, for example, the difference between RGB and CMYK, Tone and Impression, Leading and Kerning, Gay and Transgender. Oh… Continue reading I <3 my trans friend...
“You and the kids should come to Florida with us.” “You’re Crazy” I replied, time and time again. She even said it after our night in a hotel in Paris when I snored like a trucker. (Note: If you’re a Continue reading Vacation…
It was pretty much a stupid week. There was the concussion, black eye, broken nose and compromised neck. Throw in a pulled groin, two cavities, one tooth that needs to be pulled and two trips to the physiotherapist. Top it Continue reading Better days ahead…
“FINE! But I’m taking Beyoncé with me,” he spat. Then, proceeded to tuck the life-sized, cardboard cut-out under his arm and walk from the room. I’d just finished explaining to Spiderman that his room was the darkest. That The Tall Continue reading Cut-it-out!
The “breakfast tray” we received as a wedding gift, was never used very often. The odd “Mother’s Day.” Or maybe a couple of times when the kids were sick…or faking sick…and I wanted to give them a little extra love. Continue reading Breakfast tray…
I received the phone call at 4:15 and by 5:23, I was standing in front of the registration desk at Colchester Regional Hospital’s emergency department…before the ambulance arrived from the ski hill. The Tall Blonde took a tumble. Or three. More like Continue reading Uphill from here…
I’ve been three days trying to come up with something fabulous to say and the fact is…I got nothin’! I’m taking down the tree, cleaning the house, spending the last few days with The Tall Blonde before she heads Continue reading Resolutions…
I love my tree…the memories on it. Each year we’re reminded of stories and adventures as one ornament after the next is retrieved from their boxes. When The Tall Blonde was a baby, I started the Christmas Eve tradition of Continue reading Ten ornaments on my tree…
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…