Doors…

I could start with something pithy like, “Doors what are they good for?”  Or…something full of cliché about open doors.  So, why use a door as my Gravatar?  It all started with Julie.

Still missing…

No sign of the lost wedding band after much searching on Jericho Beach.  Steve, Aleha, and Marlowe, the puppy searched on the grass and the sand.  No luck so far.  It would seem it is truly lost or  found by someone else.  The metal detector detected a lot of bottle caps, no ring, not even someone [...]

the horrible week…

No, not me, I had my usual week, not bad, not off the charts, just life with truly wonderful bits thrown in to keep me amused.   Steve, the eldest son, lost his wedding ring at Jericho Beach while walking Marlowe.  He spent three hours trying to find it.  On the other hand, he thinks it [...]

Now what…

Don’t you just hate answering the telephone sometimes?  Just as I was settling into the routine with mom and her health issues, the wind picked up my mother-in-law and dropped her on the tarmac.  She fractured her hip.  So…now what.  I’m not answering the phone any more.  Tomorrow morning is the operation to insert pins to hold the hip [...]

It’s all good…

What a difference a week of new meds can do for the mind.  The past month has been a roller coaster ride with mom as the disease, the dementia had over-taken her mind.  Now…all is well.  She knows who I am.  Hallelujah…I am the real Carol.  I am not her mother or the false daughter.  I [...]

Too close for comfort

There are words which need no explanation.  Upon hearing these words, the meaning is very clear.  The term ”bought the farm” means a person died.  A near death experience would be “nearly bought the farm.”    The Big Guy said some words yesterday, rarely used in daily conversation, unless you are a pirate.  I have not heard these words often, other [...]

Getting rid of vermin…

 I “cowgirl-ed” up to the “I Can Do It Bar” and took care of the squirrels.  I propped open the shed door, thus giving the squirrels a less than secure home, even though they were up in the air, in the snow shovel.  Yesterday, the little vermin were off doing what they do in the [...]

He’s back and brought friends…

Living in the city, one encounters the small varieties of wildlife everyday, larger animals, not so much.  The squirrel is the smaller variety.  Little black or the bigger grey squirrels, kind of cute, nice bushy tail, little beady eyes, and for the most part, they live in a tree.  Right?

Princess & the Cowboy

The Princess and the Cowboy were married on the 31st of July.  She is a Princess, he is the Philosopher, who calls himself a cowboy.   Perhaps, a better description would be the Philosopher who wants to be  a Cowboy.   Philosopher or cowboy, he is the Prince in this story.   It was a fairy tale wedding.  This post is for you, Lizzie.

Book in a dream

My first night back home after quick trip to Ottawa, tired, and three hours back to normal.  I dreamt a huge two-part dream in the wee hours.  It was so long and involved.  I am sure it was a book or at least a short story.  At 4:30 I woke up thinking, What a great dream. I [...]