Weekly Writing Challenge | Student, Teacher

from The Red Duo-Tang ~Friday June 27th, 1975: *Really enjoyed the trip to Midland, she was really good. L (lil sis) bothered her a lot. Very interested in Huron Village. Enjoyed staying in the Motel. – got a lot out of Nancy Island. Asked a lot of questions. *Little nervous at the Scenic Caves. Can’t say as I blame her…I was too. Got a beaded … Continue reading Weekly Writing Challenge | Student, Teacher

Hockey Arena

Growing Up With A Stick In Her Hand

Hockey in Canada is BIG (case ya didn’t know). This week THE HOMESTEAD was all abuzz as my oldest niece on Sunday won Gold at the Women’s Hockey Association Provincials’. Dang, it’s for me beyond words and I’m so incredibly proud. With stick in hand, this young girl defends the line for her team. Watchful, patient and determined, she is a true team player. For … Continue reading Growing Up With A Stick In Her Hand

In The Beginning

“Remember the quiet wonders. The world has more need of them than it has for warriors.” ― Charles de Lint, Moonheart AND SO I WRITE FRIDAY MORN, October 26th, 2012, was the first post. The Anglican Priest at Tim’s Dad’s church, where the funeral was to be held, asked me to email her and tell her about who he was from my perspective. Then, almost a … Continue reading In The Beginning

Worn Velvet and Butterfly Farts

You ever get that feeling that you’re insignificant? Some days I’m the master of my domain, and god help anyone who gets in my way. Other days? Well, other days, not so much. Amidst the normalcy that encompassed my upbringing, I managed to gain a certain sense of self-importance. Go figure. It’s all about this silly notion that my needs and desires are worthy of … Continue reading Worn Velvet and Butterfly Farts

From the Desk of Paula

Good Things

Alas, my wait is at an end and this chick is gainfully EMPLOYED. WOOT WOOT !!!!! and HALLELUJAH When I was leaving the interview, the interviewer says “don’t worry, I was were you are 2 years ago. It will be ok.” Man. He was my age, actually, he said he chose my file because I graduated from High School the same year he did. Imagine … Continue reading Good Things