The scene: the doctor’s office, as his kindly face is within millimetres of mine, perusing the eradication of a minor skin issue. And we pick things up mid-conversation:
Month: February 2014
One of the juniper bushes out back is sticking way out and interfering with the enjoyment of the slide into the pool.
There seems to be an epidemic of low self-esteem among my sisterhood and I find it disturbing and puzzling.
I love seafood. Heck, I love a lot of foods. And I truly enjoyed the fresh lobster we ate while on the east coast but I’ve got to admit that I really don’t like having anything with eyes on my plate.
Any body hair shaved off at least 3 times would never grow back.
This week I’m bringing back some of my early posts from this blog. I’ve been moving some to a new overflow site on Weebly and while rereading them a few cried out for revival! So please indulge me while I go retro this week, which is also Reading Week for my students at Fanshawe. Comments …
You get to a point in your career where you think you’ve made all of the big boo-boos you’re going to make. I expect to continue to make mistakes, but not like the legendary error I made on Friday.
The suspect in the pellet gun shooting of Joe the cat appeared in Sarnia court this week. My original story about Joe is posted here.
From a colleague’s complaints about having to pack to an acquaintance’s whines about missing one afternoon of sunshine out of seven, I’ve had it with vacationers who have negative stories to tell about getting away from this horrible winter. Please tell me you had a great time, show me photos, give me highlights but don’t …
Back in the day, you know, the 70s in my case, when a TV show was a hit it was a hit with virtually everyone. Heck, we only had 3 channels so if you were watching TV at all, you couldn’t help but catch a popular show.
The story of Joe has captured the hearts of animal lovers in southwestern Ontario. Some dirtbag shot the sweet little kitty with a pellet gun and he was found on the side of a road near death with 17 pellets in his head.
Because every family has a Rob Ford, doesn’t it?
Derek had the shell of an old radio. We have a couple of intact ones upstairs but this one was in no shape for a prominent display area. It was missing chunks of veneer, the speaker cloth – not to mention a speaker – and a piece of one corner of the footing was broken …
Call Valentine’s Day what you will but I think anything that spreads a little more love in the world isn’t a bad thing.
It’s Sunday shopping all over again. Convenience store owners versus the government, over expanding sales of beer outside of the Beer Store.
Although I’m sad that I will probably never get to befriend a baby penguin much less tickle one, I’m happy that someone gets to experience it.
I knew better, I really did. But I bought the glue-on temporary nails anyway. “They could really mess up my real nails”, I thought. But then something overrode that concern and I made the purchase.
A squeak in the floor is more than just annoying. It ruins sleep. It interrupts a conversation. And it has the potential to wreck a really good practical joke. Just as you sneak up on your intended victim, the squeak gives you away.