First: thanks, Brandon, for the offer to look into my server trouble. You are a prince.
Second:
The blogs are sporadic, I know. But look outside. Grass. Flowers. Intermittent sun. Blogging or being outside. Which would you choose?
Neighbours have appeared beyond the fence wearing dirty clothes, the inexplicably popular Crocs, broad-brimmed hats or ball caps or devil-may-care [...]
After an early morning drive from Prince Albert to Saskatoon – and following a long flight delay – we departed for home. A bit of concern in making the connecting flight from Toronto to Halifax, but we made it – not without some frantic hustling and hearing my name called over the announcement system. When [...]
Our great guitarist and all round wonderful guy offered up this travel tip. It may be one of the best I’ve heard in some time.
It is: in hotels, slip the remote control into a ziplock bag to avoid the bugs left behind by previous guests.
Very good tip. Thank you, Clarence Deveau.
We’re in the Calgary airport, departing for Saskatoon very soon. At least, we hope so. Some question about whether our luggage will arrive with us. Perhaps it will be two hour Q@A
I think this is Day 10, not Day 9. Some confusion on my part, owing to my numbers phobia.
My mum and dad drive a Matrix. My sister and her husband drive a Matrix. My brother drives an ancient Camry. We drive a Prius. When we converge for a family get-together, neighbours pull their children into the house. Now, we meet at night, under the cover of darkness.
Singly, we are lethal weapons. Together, we [...]
A great day for waiting by the door. Two deliveries, each long anticipated. Surprising me pleasantly was the delivery of a new travel coffee-maker, followed by the delivery of a quilt my cousin made for me.
The coffee maker will save me from bad coffee on the road, and the worst of the bad (my opinion [...]
My family is very much in my mind these days, for various reasons. Perhaps it’s the end of the year – beginning of the year combination of nostalgia and anticipation – memory and hope. A reminding of love and affection.
My generation speaks of love carelessly, and we assign the word to a number of more [...]
Oh, there are good memories.
Certainly, the year my two-year old sister woke early and tore the wrapping from every gift stands out. My mother remembers it well, too – and all too well. It was the Christmas of the blanket thank-you: we will always treasure whatever it is you gave us.
From various Christmases, there are [...]
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