Standing in the kitchen just now, waiting for the water to boil. I know, don’t say it. I had to turn the kettle back on so as to re-boil the water I forgot about 20 minutes ago. Making my morning java. Whilst waiting, I came to a conclusion: N E W R U L E – if I have Sunday off, under no circumstances do … Continue reading Confessions Of A 48 Year Old On Mother’s Day
If there is anywhere in this fair town I can relax, have faith a little, let her off the leash a little, it is there. I don’t generally, for a couple reasons, primarily though that I just don’t trust her to come when she is called. Well, basically because if she decides to, she just won’t listen, C O M P L E T E … Continue reading Adventures In Abandon Orchards
Remember that time we took Grandma to see The Empire Strikes Back? You would think that a woman who believed in UFO’s would have had a better grasp of the storyline. I look back now and wonder what the heck we were thinkin’, taking Grandma to see Star Wars. She leant over so many times to ask you what was going on, I began to … Continue reading Today They Say
With a few bob in me pants, and a pint in me belly, dat the ingredients, my Irish neighbour just finished sayin. We were discussing the garden we share between. From there it went onto attitude, and living the life you have, and enjoying this here and now. Be damned the naysayers, and boo-whoo-ers. He said…“I’m getting rather good ya naw at being a bum”. … Continue reading The Mists Of Cornerbrook
Walked across the parking lot to catch my bus. Or rather wait for 20 minutes for my bus (as it turned out). Wondering if I had enough time to maybe go across to the LCBO and pick up a couple of bottles of that Hobgoblin beer I love. And then I changed my mind and decided I didn’t have enough time. You know how I … Continue reading Just For Me
It’s something maybe I always knew. I know, I know, you always said I romanticised a wee bit, but still my childhood was rather idyllic. I have met many in my travels that would have traded places with me in an instant. Parents who loved each other, I grew up next to Grandma, never went hungry, always knew I was loved. Yadda, yadda, and all … Continue reading 1999, And An Unexpected Journey
“Magic lies in between things, between the day and the night, between yellow and blue, between any two things.” ― Charles de Lint, The Onion Girl Enjoying a quiet Sunday, out on the stoop, and Irish wants to bark at some dog being walked way across the neighbouring parking lot some 500 or more feet. Woof. I sternly say NO. She stops. So, she … Continue reading The Random Happiness Files ~/~ And Magic Happens
Just realized this morning that I probably talk to you more now than I did when you were living. Always your tea towel in the wind, you clung to me so tightly when I was young. I suppose because you knew as soon as you let go, once and for all, I’d be gone. And god knows where bouts I’d land. I’m sure that scared … Continue reading How To Escape Your Loving Mother
And so it was that later I fell asleep, watching god knows what, only waking at midnight. Even then I didn’t bother to turn off the light, or close the door. I just rolled over and had me some more – sleep. And I wasn’t even drunk. I was content. And tired apparently. I awoke again at 3am. But I was like, no way Jose, … Continue reading I Skipped The Light Fantango
A moth has become caught up, blinded by the light, right here beside me. I saw him last night, in all his snowy whiteness. Suppose this means that I should find some moth deterrent of some sort. I’ll google it later. Anywho, not necessarily thinking environmentally of late. But, I am looking at the meaning of life. My life. Daniel Quinn recently penned a, er, … Continue reading The Meaning Of Me
Just got the notion to give away some of the old backgrounds. All the ideas, creations and toying I’ve done over the last four years with this blog. Some of them I do love, but just don’t fit with my theme, or focus, or feel I want now. I can’t help but think about that small group of early followers from those first 30 days. … Continue reading Looking Back At The Beginning
So Mom, been thinking lately of a switcheroo within my living space. Rrrreallllyy pre-occupied lately with it. Currently, I have my floor plan laid out in a pathway through the furniture like a horseshoe. Great Grandma’s dresser, with its wavy old mirror, greets you at the small foyer I created with my wicker divider. In Feng Shui, they suggest always positioning mirrors across from the … Continue reading Those 9 Foot Ceilings And Me
Perhaps its age that does it, but lately I’ve had this snarky “remind me why I give a shite again?” voice that pops up every once in a while. Like the other night, out for dinner with the bunch. It was your youngest Granddaughters’ 12th birthday. I had been over at Crossroad Man’s, grabbing my sunglasses I’d left and a quick chat, as I knew … Continue reading How To Be Human
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