At last night’s happy hour, I took a punch to the gut. We’re currently staying at a cabin close to my extended family. M, my sisters and I are in one cabin, and two other branches of my extended family are in other cabins down the road. We’d all assembled for pre-dinner drinks and hors…
The past couple of weeks has been busy for us, not just in terms of holiday commitments, but with work and other life stresses. We put an offer on a home, so we had a whack of paperwork to do. It’s been non-stop! Last year, M was injured, and the year before, I was away…
I follow some news sites, the ones with cool photography archives, on Instagram. The other day, I noticed this comment under one of the New York Times’s posts: The one from “farmers_kitchen” – not the one like: “Oh woah”, or the heart emoticon. I’m looking at the one that says “Lupus can be stopped with…
At times, while watching Cartel Land, M and I looked at each other like: “This is crazy! Is this real?” Of course, sadly, it is. It follows two vigilante groups as they fight against Mexican drug cartels: one group, the Autodefensas, in Mexico; the other, the Arizona Border Recon, in Arizona. I’ve seen the film…
When I was growing up, my father used to tell me that we lived in the world’s most beautiful place. I believed him. Vancouver is very, very beautiful. For me, it might be doubly so: for years, I lived away and travelled and when I’d return, no matter what I’d seen elsewhere, when the plane…
You hear that racing thoroughbreds are high-strung; that they’re skittish and scare easily, and that you need to run them to keep them calm. Or maybe you don’t – maybe you’re not interested in horse racing at all. I mean, who is? Not me. I’m not. Oh no. (Ahem!) I would never read up on…
There was a couple in my yoga class last night. At the end of the class, when the lights were dimmed and we were lying on the ground doing twists, I saw them (briefly) hold hands. Like a sucker, I thought that was sweet. I never thought I’d be one for public displays of affection,…
I went to a party the other night, looked around, and liked everyone’s clothes more than I liked mine. I liked this girl’s jeans, I liked another’s scarf. I was in the same green jeans I’ve worn 3x a week for the past 2 years and the same boots I’ve worn 4x a week for…
I had a helluva time getting to work this morning: I arrived in a foul mood, a little later than I’d wanted to. And when I arrived, a couple of my colleagues were playing Christmas music, quite loudly, to celebrate December 1st. So I emailed their boss: SUBJECT: 9:15am Tuesday morning – music playing? MESSAGE:…
